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From Blossoms

2012-01-30T19:28:00.000-08:00

From blossoms comes

this brown paper bag of peaches

we bought from the boy

at the bend in the road where we turned toward

signs painted Peaches.

From laden boughs, from hands,

from sweet fellowship in the bins,

comes nectar at the roadside, succulent

peaches we devour, dusty skin and all,

comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.

O, to take what we love inside,

to carry within us an orchard, to eat

not only the skin, but the shade,

not only the sugar, but the days, to hold

the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into

the round jubilance of peach.

There are days we live

as if death were nowhere

in the background; from joy

to joy to joy, from wing to wing,

from blossom to blossom to

impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.

Li-Young Lee

Solitary

2011-09-03T15:57:00.000-07:00

"You need not leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. You need not even listen, simply wait. You need not even wait, just learn to become quiet, and still, and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked. It has no choice; it will roll in ecstasy at your feet."

Franz Kafka

Finding Something Beautiful Everyday

2011-06-24T20:43:00.000-07:00

Back on track, finding what's right here and celebrating it. Today that is simply enjoying the damp late June air.

Bon Iver - Blindsided

2011-06-24T20:40:00.000-07:00

oh the eclispse

2011-06-15T21:24:00.000-07:00

is that all it was?

Dinner

2011-06-10T14:55:00.000-07:00

When we arrived at the house, the table was set for dinner.

Beautiful Panorama

2011-06-06T14:25:00.000-07:00

I miss this view.

Just Back from Vacation

2011-06-06T14:20:00.000-07:00

Spent days watching butterflies,hummingbirds, waves, stars and clouds.

Surfer Girl

2011-01-31T18:54:00.000-08:00

My sister Patty McNally has taken up surfing. I have to find the quote about finding balance in the moment like it is infinity - that's what ducks and surfers do.

Just Back

2011-01-31T18:50:00.001-08:00

Just Back from Florida. A visit with my mother and sisters, my mother is 87. This was her favorite painting at the exhibition we attended in Palm Beach.

Reading Mary Oliver

2011-01-15T12:19:00.000-08:00

At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled after a night of rain.I dip my cupped hands.

I drink a long time. It tastes like stone, leaves, fire.It falls cold into my body, waking the bones.

I hear them deep inside me,whispering oh what is that beautiful thing that just happened?

Mary Oliver

The Lost Correspondent

2011-01-06T10:58:00.000-08:00

"What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.”

Pericles

Underwater Sculpture by Jason Taylor - The Lost Correspondent

Lace Shovels

2011-01-03T17:30:00.001-08:00

This artist creates lace wheelbarrows too - love her work, just forgot her name...to be continued.

The Peonies

2011-01-03T16:09:00.000-08:00

During the long week before Christmas and the slow week after Christmas the peonies wrote their own silent poem.

Sinterklaas

2011-01-03T16:02:00.000-08:00

Spent my birthday in Rhinebeck, New York where we stumbled upon something magical called the Sinterklaas Festival. Here is a link to a video I made from my photos.

Judging the Holiday Windows

2011-01-03T15:57:00.000-08:00

Walking through town before Christmas looking at each and every window. We are the worst judges - we like everything.

Time

2011-01-03T15:46:00.000-08:00

Time to return to my poor neglected blog. It's the beginning of a new year.

Fall Waterfall

2010-11-15T17:22:00.000-08:00

Beautiful autumn walk through the woods in pennsylvania. A video of the photos.

Poet Laureate

2010-09-10T08:53:00.001-07:00

The Edges of Time

It is at the edges
that time thins.
Time which had been
dense and viscous
as amber suspending
intentions like bees
unseizes them. A
humming begins,
apparently coming
from stacks of
put-off things or
just in back. A
racket of claims now,
as time flattens. A
glittering fan of things
competing to happen,
brilliant and urgent
as fish when seas
retreat.

Kay Ryan

Photos from the Summer Vacation

2010-09-08T18:51:00.000-07:00

Jackie on her balcony with Ryan and Owen, below the reef where they learned to snorkel.

The Track at Twilight

2010-09-08T18:43:00.000-07:00

With my iPod on random shuffle and the playlist perfected in heaven, I get to walk to it, into a sunset, a pick up game with soccer players centerfield, mothers and children walking alongside me on the track and the marching band practicing just a few yards away- beautiful. Late last night an amazing dream of a house far away in the south.

Fall Ball and Birthday at Osteria Philadelphia

2010-09-08T18:42:00.000-07:00

There was an egg on the Lombardo pizza when Ryan turned 21 in Philadelphia. Not long after that another trip to watch the boys play " fall ball" in a tournament. Nice to see my two favorite players out on the field.

Back to School for R and O

2010-09-08T18:40:00.000-07:00

Late Summer Wedding

2010-09-08T18:38:00.000-07:00

perfect day on the peninsula at Osgood Pond just north of Saranac - surrounded by blue.

Even Ornaments of Speech are Forms of Deceit

2010-08-09T19:26:00.000-07:00

It's 1667. Reason is everywhere, saving
for the future, ordering a small glass of wine.
Cause, arm in arm with Effect, strolls by
in sturdy shoes.

Of course, there are those who venture
out under cover of darkness to buy a bag
of metaphors or even personification
from Italy, primo and uncut.

But for the most part, poets like Roderigo
stroll the boulevards in their normal hats.
When he thinks of his beloved, he opens
his notebook with a flourish.

"Your lips," he writes, "are like lips."

Ron Koertge

Why do i enjoy this poem so much?

August

2010-08-09T19:04:00.000-07:00

Summer is flying by - Melanie's beautiful photo of Alden's last voyage

platine blue egg on grilled asparagus

2010-08-07T18:50:00.000-07:00

Details to follow

Reading Jane Kenyon Tonight

2010-08-05T19:41:00.000-07:00

Happiness 165

There's just no accounting for happiness,
Or the way it turns up like a prodigal
Who comes back to the dust at your feet
Having squandered a fortune far away.

empty school

2010-06-22T12:35:00.000-07:00

Learned how to use Animoto today

A Long Lacrosse Season

2010-04-30T20:11:00.000-07:00

This has been a season for the record books. Owen's team has won every game but one so far and Ryan had his big chance at the Gettysburg Game and had such a great game it was mentioned in a national lacrosse magazine. We've had 2 weeks of sports perfection - rare indeed.

April

2010-04-15T14:37:00.001-07:00

Ellen Buselli's Opening at Salmagundi

2010-03-24T20:05:00.000-07:00

Ellen Buselli's paintings are gathered in a gallery overlooking 47- fifth avenue. The perfect place for these exquiste visual jewels.

Rainy Foggy

2010-03-23T21:14:00.001-07:00

So like spring, milder weather but still foggy and moody like winter.

Spring

2010-03-20T19:55:00.000-07:00

Spring arrived early, preceded by snowstorms and what could only be called a tempest. Runners, walkers, bikers, are everywhere, like inmates who have broken out the asylum.

First College Lacrosse Game

2010-03-13T21:11:00.000-08:00

In the pouring rain this afternoon I watched Ryan's first College lacrosse game -hats off to you Ryan, for perserverance and skill.

Last Hockey Game

2010-03-06T20:09:00.000-08:00

Last game tonight. Last Hockey Game. Owen's team lost tonight in the State Championship quarterfinals. The team played great. They should all be proud of their season. Owen was sad to think of the season ending. Very hard to imagine not beginning a new hockey season next fall...so it goes.

Another Beautiful Destination

2010-03-01T20:35:00.000-08:00

Rock and Hawk

Here is a symbol in which
Many high tragic thoughts
Watch their own eyes.

This gray rock, standing tall
On the headland, where the seawind
Lets no tree grow,

Earthquake-proved, and signatured
By ages of storms: on its peak
A falcon has perched.

I think, here is your emblem
To hang in the future sky;
Not the cross, not the hive,

But this; bright power, dark peace;
Fierce consciousness joined with final
Disinterestedness;

Life with calm death; the falcon's
Realist eyes and act
Married to the massive

Mysticism of stone,
Which failure cannot cast down
Nor success make proud.

Robinson Jeffer

the place on earth

Mapquest

2010-02-28T20:06:00.001-08:00

Very grateful for mapquest tonight as I print out directions for two school visits tomorrow.

Crow House

2010-02-28T19:32:00.000-08:00

"Brigadoon is a beloved musical about an imaginary village time has forgotten... or so everyone assumes. In fact, Brigadoon is a real place, an artists' colony near the Hudson River where Alan Jay Lerner composed Brigadoon's lyrics and libretto. Miraculously, a fragment of that hamlet has survived completely intact. Less than an hour north of Manhattan, in a serene woodland setting, Crow House is the home and studio of Henry Varnum Poor (1887-1970), whom The New Yorker magazine, in 1931, lauded as one of America's finest painters. A ceramist, muralist, craftsman, architect and polemicist as well, Poor went on to co-found the Skowhegan School of Painting and Sculpture, and today his pottery and paintings can be found in the collections of major American art museums."

Oh, Canada

2010-02-28T18:57:00.000-08:00

Hats off to the Canadian team - it was a great game. The USA team came back from a 2 goal lead and tied it up with only seconds left, lost it in sudden death overtime with a goal from Crosby - so it goes.

Patty's Coconut Cake

2010-02-28T17:58:00.000-08:00

I keep hearing about the amazing Coconut cake that Patty made from scratch. In my imagination it looks like this - the perfect complement to our weather.

February 2010

2010-02-16T10:58:00.001-08:00

snow and more snow

Valentine's Day

2010-02-14T18:41:00.000-08:00

Casablanca on TCM - African Queen, next.

January

2010-01-31T20:31:00.001-08:00

Overturned urns
Along an ice grim roadside
Swelled geese
Sleek and gourd-taut

Nashi

Morning Snow on Knox Hill

2010-01-28T17:08:00.000-08:00

So Proud of My Sister

2010-01-28T14:11:00.000-08:00

Some 200 guests attended the highly-acclaimed "Front Lines of Hope" Discussion Series at Scripps Florida in Jupiter on January 21, featuring Dr. Claes Wahlestedt, Professor and Director of Neuroscience Discoveries at Scripps Florida and Patty Doherty who founded with her family The Unforgettable Fund. Dr. Wahlestedt and Mrs. Doherty discussed the devastating effects of Alzheimer's and the hopes for combating it in the future at this invitation-only event sponsored by the Scripps Florida Council.
Patty McNally Doherty is one of seven children whose father, Richard McNally, died from Alzheimer's in 2006. She spoke to the audience about her families personal experience embroiled in her father's 11 year battle with Alzheimer's. Mrs. Doherty and her family founded The Unforgettable Fund, to honor their father's memory and raise money for Alzheimer's research. The Fund's three-pronged mission is to raise money dedicated exclusively for Alzheimer's research, to be a voice for the Alzheimer's community, and to serve as a collective memory bank for families affected by the disease. To date, The Unforgettable Fund – www.unforgettablefund.com - has raised $50,000 to aid in the work being done in the Scripps Florida research laboratories to find a cure for Alzheimer's disease.

Unmistaken Child

2010-01-26T15:31:00.000-08:00

Watched a great movie this weekend. “Unmistaken Child” documents the four-year search of Tenzin Zopa, a gentle, baby-faced 28-year-old Nepalese monk, for the reincarnation of his Tibetan master, Geshe Lama Konchog, who died in 2001. The young monk’s journey, on foot, by mule and by helicopter, begun at the request of the Dalai Lama, takes him through some of the world’s most spectacular high country, as he travels from village to village, seeking a very young child, 1 to 1 ½, who shows signs of being his reincarnated teacher.The film, written and directed by Nati Baratz, is a real-life examination of the same rituals and traditions observed in Martin Scorsese’s “Kundun.” Like Mr. Scorsese’s movie, it stands in awe of its subject. The beauty of the landscape and the monk’s sweetness, humility and good humor evoke a plane of existence, at once elevated and austere, that is humbling to contemplate."

Context

2010-01-26T15:10:00.000-08:00

The imprisoned
Given charcoal and paper
Draw the bars of their cage

KC

Fernando Pessoa

2010-01-26T15:05:00.000-08:00

(Portugal, 1888 - 1935)It is sometimes said that the four greatest Portuguese poets of modern times are Fernando Pessoa. The statement is possible since Pessoa, whose name means ‘person’ in Portuguese, had three alter egos who wrote in styles completely different from his own. In fact Pessoa wrote under dozens of names, but Alberto Caeiro, Ricardo Reis and Álvaro de Campos were – their creator claimed – full-fledged individuals who wrote things that he himself would never or could never write. He dubbed them ‘heteronyms’ rather than pseudonyms, since they were not false names but “other names”, belonging to distinct literary personalities. Not only were their styles different; they thought differently, they had different religious and political views, different aesthetic sensibilities, different social temperaments. And each produced a large body of poetry. Álvaro de Campos and Ricardo Reis also signed dozens of pages of prose.

The gods by their example
Help only those
Who seek to be nowhere
But in the river of things

* * *
I have no ambitions nor desires.
To be a poet is not my ambition,
It's simply my way of being alone.

* * *
I am nothing.
I will never be anything.
I cannot wish to be anything.
Bar that, I have in me all the dreams of the world.

Fernando Pessoa

Twenty Ten

2010-01-06T14:23:00.001-08:00

Thinking about the spring and gathering books to read...ordered Better, In Praise of Shadows, Committed and Drive.

Issa Snow

2009-12-27T16:19:00.000-08:00

1822
.大雪のどこがどこ迄ろくな春
ôyuki no do[ko] ga doko made rokuna haru

how far across
this deep snow
until spring?

Kobayashi Issa

December Snow

2009-12-10T10:02:00.000-08:00

The woods
Snowfall silent
Resonate with cryings
Of a peregrine

Nashi

Owls

2009-12-05T18:39:00.000-08:00

Waking to the sound of owls these past few nights. Last night, before dawn, cries like naaah..... followed by who..who..who.....who-who? Over and over and over, again.

December

2009-12-01T17:06:00.001-08:00

Moonrise
The sun not set
White Cheeked Geisha
Behind a Juniper fan

Nashi

November

2009-12-01T17:00:00.000-08:00

In a cotton field
Of blown thistles:
Primrose, aster, goldenrod

Nashi

What's In A Name?

2009-11-10T12:57:00.001-08:00

Pronunciation: \ˈlim\
Function: transitive verb
Inflected Form(s): limned; limn·ing \ˈli-miŋ, ˈlim-niŋ\
Etymology: Middle English limnen to illuminate (a manuscript), probably back-formation from lymnour illuminator, alteration of lumenur, from Anglo-French aluminer, enluminer to illuminate, ultimately from Latin illuminare
Date: 1592
1 : to draw or paint on a surface
2 : to outline in clear sharp detail : delineate
3 : describe
— limn·er \ˈli-mər, ˈlim-nər\ noun

Garden

2009-11-10T12:41:00.000-08:00

Took Owen to visit this garden on his birthday, November 3, 2009.

2009-11-08T16:56:00.000-08:00

Nanci Griffith, If These Walls Could Speak

2009-11-05T19:40:00.001-08:00

Jimmy Web is playing at Appel Farm in December. Here's a Jimmy Web song.

Pitter Patty

2009-11-05T19:23:00.001-08:00

Glad to hear you are up and about.

The Salad

2009-11-05T19:04:00.000-08:00

Trying to replicate an amazing salad i tasted the other night at Tabor Road Tavern...shaved grapes, spicy almonds, watercress, mint,endive,red onion and honey vinagrette.

Owl City - Fireflies

2009-11-03T16:00:00.001-08:00

Today is Owen's birthday and driving around with him this afternoon we discovered we both like this song (:

Late Fall Weekend

2009-11-02T11:45:00.000-08:00

Halloween weekend was beautiful despite the rain. Delicious dinner on Friday with P and A and great trip to visit Ryan at school.

causa sui

2009-10-27T19:04:00.000-07:00

thinking about new direction and expanding the wabi-sabi blog....hmmm

either/or

2009-10-23T20:15:00.000-07:00

Concepts, like individuals, have their histories and are just as incapable of withstanding the ravages of time as are individuals. But in and through all this they retain a kind of homesickness for the scenes of their childhood.

-- Soren Kierkegaard

The Monkey Bar

2009-10-22T14:53:00.000-07:00

Growing up in Kinnelon, we lived in a house that was rumored to have been a speakeasy during prohibition. Our front door was steel and had a peek-a-boo window in it. The living room floors were terrazzo and there was a domed ceiling rimmed with colored lights and centered on the back wall a large, black marble fireplace. It was easy to imagine dancing in this room -and of course there was also the Monkey Bar. A bar in a separate building with a dark mahogany bar and red bar stools, with chandeliers made from martini glasses with bent stems and people with 4 eyes. There were sound effects ( a train whistle in the bathroom) and air pumps that would blow your money off the bar. There were some rubber monkeys in there too and I remember my father saying that the bar was modeled after the Monkey Bar in ny. I looked up the Monkey Bar today and it's still around, recently refurbished and apparently all the rage - you have to know someone to get a table.

Willy Porter-Moonbeam

2009-10-21T19:17:00.001-07:00

I love this song.

Thinking

2009-10-20T20:39:00.000-07:00

Isn't it wondeful that life has a way of opening a new door everytime one closes?

October

2009-10-20T20:26:00.000-07:00

black, gold
crows strut the rows

carnival the cornfields
before the snow

Nashi

On the Beach

2009-10-18T09:44:00.000-07:00

This little bird followed me for a long walk on my last day at the beach.

Alden and Bayard

2009-10-17T19:29:00.000-07:00

Just heard the news! Congratulations on your engagement!

Lord Franklin w Sara Watkins (Nickel Creek) and Josh Goforth

2009-10-12T19:36:00.001-07:00

I think John Renbourn would approve.

Scott Appel covers Nick Drake far leys

2009-10-12T19:16:00.001-07:00

The Engagement

2009-10-07T18:22:00.000-07:00

So happy to hear the news !!! Congratulations to my little sister and Stan.

New Mural in Montclair

2009-10-07T18:17:00.000-07:00

Dan Fenelon's newest mural - a fabulous work in progress at the Montclair Museum.

Shoulder Woes

2009-10-07T17:34:00.000-07:00

Ryan dislocated his shoulder playing lacrosse and Owen injured his shoulder, playing hockey... sling season.

The Beach in Early October

2009-10-04T14:25:00.000-07:00

May a slow wind work these words...

2009-09-25T18:34:00.000-07:00

"On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life."

John O'Donohue

Last Day of Summer

2009-09-21T18:37:00.000-07:00

"Where was the Summer?
Pears drop like drum beats
Acorns ricochet the roof."

Nashi

Dreams about Flying

2009-09-21T18:28:00.000-07:00

Different wings each night.

Dreaming

2009-09-18T18:44:00.000-07:00

This week, a series of dreams starring friends old and new. Last night Andy Clark made a guest appearance. In dream life, he's been in college all this time, taking one or two courses a year, volunteering at a theatre company and also learning ballet.

Another Overcast Day

2009-09-17T09:41:00.001-07:00

September

2009-09-15T19:57:00.000-07:00

"Situated within the shimmering golden leaves swirling on the black-inked vines of the margin are two subjects common to calendar pages for September. At right the zodiacal sign of Libra is shown as a man dressed in a blue robe and a green hat. He seems almost too small to balance the comically large scales he carries. Below, a woman cuts grapes from a vine and collects them in a basket. This is one of the labors of the months used for September, the time of year at which grapes are harvested."

Tonight

2009-09-11T19:02:00.000-07:00

Growing Orbits

“I live my life in growing orbits
That move out over the things of this world
Perhaps I can never achieve the last,
But that will be my attempt.
I am circling around God,
Around the ancient tower,
I have been circling for a thousand years
And still I do not know
If I am a falcon,
Or a storm,
Or a great song.”

R. M. Rilke.

Thistles

2009-09-10T19:39:00.000-07:00

"Against the rubber tongues of cows and the hoeing hands of men
Thistles spike the summer air
And crackle open under a blue-black pressure.

Every one a revengeful burst
Of resurrection, a grasped fistful
Of splintered weapons and Icelandic frost thrust up

From the underground stain of a decayed Viking.
They are like pale hair and the gutterals of dialects.
Every one manages a plume of blood.

Then they grow grey like men.
Mown down, it is a feud. Their sons appear
Stiff with weapons, fighting back over the same ground."

by Ted Hughes

Cute and Cuter

2009-09-08T12:25:00.000-07:00

A recent photograph of Red and Sox. They are too cute for words.

Thinking

2009-09-01T17:22:00.000-07:00

"God made the world round so we would never be able to see too far down the road.”

Isak Dinesen

On the long ride back from Valley Forge on Sunday night I was so grateful for NPR's companionship. A program entitled "Hearing Voices" featured a profile of Isak Dinesen. I was surprised to learn that in addition to Out of Africa, she'd written Babette's Feast and that her life was so full yet so very difficult.

Avalon

2009-08-28T21:34:00.001-07:00

The boys of summer.

Summer

2009-08-28T21:25:00.001-07:00

The best part about living in the northeast and surviving the long winters is knowing that eventually late august spreads out a bounty that makes you forget everything except the summer moment you're in.

32

2009-08-24T20:51:00.000-07:00

"The tao can't be perceived,
smaller than an electron,
it contains uncountable galaxies."

Happy Birthday

2009-08-22T19:34:00.001-07:00

Sending out wishes for
a very Happy Birthday
to my sister, Patty
We are thinking of
you and hoping
you have a
great day !

teitur - let's go dancing

2009-08-22T00:11:00.001-07:00

Dinner at Courtney's in Ridge, Maryland

2009-08-21T22:10:00.001-07:00

There is no way to describe this well enough with words. You have to experience it. The food is amazing, the location sublime, the waiter is a pirate who has to earn part of his living serving yankees and wincing with the pain this sends through his central nervous system. His only solace was that i lived in louisiana for my formative years. When I mentioned Louisiana, the only other couple in the restaurant, came over to talk. Remarkably, the gentleman is the President of the Environmental school at the University of Maryland and his wife, she reeled, as I did, when we realized that both of our fathers worked at Freeport Sulphur - Freeport Minerals, Freeport McMoran. We even briefly mentioned Moa Bay.

Compare and Contrast

2009-08-21T21:45:00.000-07:00

The first school that we visited was the University of Maryland and we walked the 90 minute tour in 90 degree weather. Our tour guide walked it backwards, talked it forward and I wondered why this tour was not reconfigured from the top of the campus down. We were amazed by the scope and expanse of the University but a few hours later when asking O for his reaction he said "antfarm".

Happenstance

2009-08-21T21:24:00.000-07:00

We stayed at Woodlawn in Ridge, Maryland. A beautiful home from the 1600's settled on an inlet just off the Potomac, stunningly beautiful. Our host was the former lacrosse coach of Middlebury and U. Del. and his wife had just stepped down from her role as president of St. Mary's - the College that Owen and I were visiting the next day. Good for my soul to be reminded of serendipity.

The Trip to Maryland

2009-08-21T21:16:00.001-07:00

Owen and I visited Maryland and Virginia to visit colleges recommended by his Lacrosse coach. Great destinations and lots of fun along the way. Here's a glimpse of St. Mary's of Maryland a public honors college on the lower banks of the potomac.

Nantucket Scrap Basket

2009-08-21T21:09:00.000-07:00

Required Summer Reading

"Trottleoxing strams on a rantum scoot - some hooked in fast - others
adrift. All sails set and everything drawing - gone to crunch the diddledees of a lee day. This old coof couldn't fathom't nohow, watchin' the pass downalong!"

Nantucket Scrap Basket

August

2009-08-21T20:52:00.000-07:00

As the earth spins away

The sun seems to rise

Making mists of dewdrops

KC

Entropy

2009-08-21T20:35:00.001-07:00

entropy
1868, from Ger. Entropie "measure of the disorder of a system," coined 1865 (on analogy of Ger. Energie) by physicist Rudolph Clausius (1822-1888) from Gk. entropia "a turning toward," from en- "in" + trope "a turning

which brings to mind a John Hiatt song

"It's been a slow turnin'
From the inside out
A slow turnin'
But you come about"

Late Summer

2009-08-09T18:31:00.000-07:00

Patty's last day before departure...we will all miss her.