Category Archives: Small Pleasures

There’s This

Above we see Nick (visiting from Wales), Rebecca, and Guy on a morning stroll through a canyon in the Santa Barbara north county backcountry. If a passion can be described as patient and gentle despite its intensity, that’s what these … Continue reading

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Notes

I spent time with a hummingbird this morning, both of us drawn to the orange cape honeysuckle whose trumpet-shaped flowers rise above the wall of the deck at the front of the house. The hummingbird sipped at nectar as I sipped my coffee … Continue reading

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Snap Out of It

Yesterday we awoke to a world newly washed and muddy and green, a downright iridescent green at times. It was truly dazzling, although brisk and windy, an invigorating in-your-face kind of day that grabbed me and said, “Snap out of it!”  So I’ve snapped … Continue reading

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A Girl With A Suitcase

I’m fond of these little girls, watched from a distance as they pretend, conspire, and tell each other secrets. They come as they are, or however they feel like being. An outfit built around a frilly mesh skirt with pink tights serves just as … Continue reading

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Words

If I’d listened to my handler, I’d be in New York right now, and that would have been wonderful, but heavy-heartedness creates its own kind of lethargy, and I just couldn’t muster up the gusto. A trip like that would have required … Continue reading

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Change of Scene

Change of scenery, change in the weather, change in routine, all much needed. We escaped for three days, hiking with good friends at Big Sur and at Pinnacles National Park, where the above photo was taken, and we have come home feeling refreshed. One evening … Continue reading

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In the Wake of Ferrante’s Neapolitan Novels

This week I’ve been immersed in Naples, finishing The Story of The Lost Child, the fourth and final of Elena Ferrante’s Neapolitan novels. Isn’t it amazing (and wonderful) how a good book can absorb you, sweeping you away from your own … Continue reading

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Matinee

Yesterday my girlfriends and I ducked into the movies in the middle of the day, bought a big bag of popcorn to share, and sat in the cool darkness of a theater for an hour and a half enjoying a fairly forgettable flick … Continue reading

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The Pomegranate

My friend and I had been walking for an hour or so along a hot and dusty road when we saw the pomegranate tree. It’s a season too early, but the fruit looked red and ready, and one had dropped to the ground. … Continue reading

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Beach Days

Here in the midst of summer at the coast, I have been thinking about beach days, in particular their special dream-like timelessness. I’ve looked at photos of people at the beach taken over the years, and except for clues of costume and … Continue reading

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