About MarcyI'm tackling a series of challenges, and I'm becoming less timid and squeamish in the process. I'm also writing my memoirs, one scene at a time. Read more.
"Don't be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better." --Ralph Waldo Emerson
- From Chicken Feet to Swan Boats: Birthday Fun in New York and Boston
- Photo-a-Day Challenge: Part Diary, Part Experiment, Part Oh-No-I-Have-Nothing-to-Take-a-Picture-of-Today!
- My Saliva’s from Ireland
- Cold, Old Boston and a Tavern Tour
- Activist Update
- My 6th Blogoversary: Continuing to Evolve
- At the Boston Women’s March: The Seeds are Planted
- New Year’s Day Paella, and Paella Through the Years
- Year in Review 2016: Top 12 Posts
- What I Ate on Christmas: Short Ribs, Milk and Cookie Shots, and Sangria
- Stranger Things in the Age of Trump
- What the Duckpin?
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Monthly Archives: April 2014
Spotting the fire alarm, an impulse rises. What makes a rule-follower yearn to rebel? I pull it. Time freezes; the automated scream shatters me, down to my goody two shoes. Hundreds appear, freed from tests and haiku. Of course, I … Continue reading
In response to the Gargleblaster challenge, I had 42 words to answer, “Tell me something, old friend, why are you fighting?”
Until recently, it hadn’t occurred to me to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, but once I heard about it, I immediately placed it on my bucket list. That same day, my husband asked me how I would like to celebrate … Continue reading
A final basement sunflower update? It doesn’t look like the last of my basement sunflower buds is going to make it to a full sixth flower. The plant, which was the largest and strongest, did well with the transfer outdoors … Continue reading
On Grafton Street in white and gold, with regal wings and upturned palms, a painted statue is ignored by most. Two lads approach, coins in hand, not really seeing her. She comes to life and startles both, yet cheers their … Continue reading
Planted at the wrong time, they broke through soil anyway, kept alive by a buzzing light. The long winter persisted, but they grew stronger, and laughed bright yellow blooms. In spring, they breathed fresh air in a world that now … Continue reading