Come On Come Out. . .

It seems like spring has finally arrived in New England.  Although this is my twelfth April in Massachusetts, I still forget that seasons start about a month later here than they do in the interior where I grew up.  Blame the ocean; it keeps the autumn warm and the springtime cold.  In any case, I thought I’d celebrate by sharing a song for this week’s Things I Love that represents to me the warmer side of spring.  This one should really get you feeling that vernal lift.

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Committing to the Plunge—An Update on The Novel

Have you ever stood at the edge of a dock, toes curled and suspended above the blue, deep water?  To jump off requires a binding commitment to the force of gravity.  Once off the edge there is no reversing course; you will fall into the lake; you will submerge.  Deciding to jump is a commitment to this eventuality.

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She Was in the Field Counting Stars. . .

In our noisy society, music is too often relegated to background noise—to accompaniment.  But once in a while a song stands up and demands more—it consumes us, becoming both external and visceral.  It’s arresting.  We have no choice but to stop, listen, and be eclipsed.  For this week’s installment of Things I Love, I’ve got one of these songs (for me, at least).  Here’s the backstory:

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“Hold the Beetles and Stale Peeps” or Lessons from Campari—Part 2

In a world so often defined by the mundane and ordinary, sometimes it’s important the mix things up, act boldly, and endeavor to live (and taste) in full, vibrant color!  Red, to be specific!  It’s been a week since my first post outlining four things I learned from Campari, the bitter crimson liqueur from Italy. I’m going to wrap up my musings on the subject with a further five lessons I gleaned from the drink championed by the likes of Lady Gaga and Tennessee Williams.  So, without further ado. . .

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