The AtHome Pilgrim

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"Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita," I find myself still asking some of the same questions I did when I was just a punk kid. The Big Things confuse me. Fortunately, though, many little things delight and amuse me, and some Big Things--my wife, our kids, our bird and bunny visitors, food, baseball--make me very, very happy. In my pilgrimage, I try to be guided by the wisdom of dear old Auntie Mame: "Life is a banquet!"

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OCTOBER 3, 2014 7:30PM

Feasting the Eyes at Chincoteague

Howdy.

 

Last weekend, Mrs. P and I took our summer vacation and (very belated) 38th anniversary celebration, driving south to stay at an inn on Chincoteague Island, Virginia. We had a lovely room, the highlight of which, when we booked the place, was not the Jacuzzi (not that we didn’tRead full post »

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee as the steaming, lonely rice
yearns for succulent black bean embrace.
I love thee as the fresh madeleine craves
to probe the rich, sweet, thick, hot chocolate.
I love thee as the ruby cabernet
envelops, penetrates ripe juicy peach.
I… Read full post »

Seems like we need to update some of those lyrics, you know?

I mean, “When I’m Sixty-Four” might need to be retitled “Looking Backwards.” “In My Life” might have to go “There I places I can’t remember . . .”  

And how about that pRead full post »

NOVEMBER 6, 2012 8:32AM

Open Letter to the Candidates

Dear Prez, Mitt, Robert, Tom, Dick, Harry, Mike, Kathy, Kathi, Katie, Sadie, and Shady, 

Today, at last, is Election Day. Four (for some of you) or two (for most) or six (for a few) long years of fundraising, hand-shaking, fundraising, speechifying, flip-flopping, backtracking, fundraising, lyinRead full post »

damned with faint braise: the restaurant critic’s comment on the lamb shank cooked at too low a temperature, leaving it tough 

anti-fun-gal treatment: locking the teen daughter in her room without electronics 

Bach-to-Bach-to-Bach home runs: the relay race run by Carl Philipp Emanuel,Read full post »

flashing eyes, rending sighs
longing hand, wedding band
fears revealing, spirits healing
heart opening, life evoking
hopes sharing, soul baring
quavering voice, unwavering choice
gentle fingers’ caressing lingers
silky skin inviting in
intoxicating scent, hung’ring back bent
luscious lips summoninRead full post »
OCTOBER 13, 2012 9:07AM

Tú (You)

Mis ojos que ven la belleza
Mis oídos que oyen la música
Mis brazos que cargan los pesos
Mi lengua que prueba lo sabroso
Mi boca que dice la verdad
Mi cerebro que piensa con claridad
Mi corazón que mantiene la vida
Mis pulmones que aire fresco respiran
Mis pies que caminan por lo recto
M
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OCTOBER 7, 2012 11:34AM

I Guess I’m Not a Genius

It must be true because I didn’t win a MacArthur Foundation “genius grant.” Again. 

I was sure I was going to win one this year because a client called me a genius (he wrote “Look, genius, just follow the guidelines”), and Mrs. P did too (amid the sobs she said, &ldRead full post »

Editor’s Pick
JUNE 12, 2012 6:15AM

Mind-Blowing, Spirit-Lifting Night Sky Video

Had to share this. Ran across it yesterday doing research. It’s a brilliant achievement of a magnificent scene.

Embedding has not worked. Go here: http://vimeo.com/24253126 

The video is less than three minutes, and trust me, it is well worth your time. It is the product of 30 hoursRead full post »

Hmmmm. Where to begin . . . .  

This is difficult because I feel compelled to explain my absence of a couple of months (lots and lots of work, thank God, plus spending time with Mrs. P), apologize for my absence of a couple of months (ditto), apologize for not protestingRead full post »

Over the last few weekends, Mrs. P and I have continued our excursions along the Delaware Canal and have now covered nearly a quarter of its length (twice, since each trip is up and back to wherever we’ve parked). (My first post on the Canal, from mid-March, is here.)

We’veRead full post »

With apologies to those who feel otherwise, Dick Clark’s death doesn’t mean diddly to me. But delivering the news, as tiny tidbit, not Momentous Event, to my dear one provoked an irrepressible surge of devilish shorthand ways to describe the Eternal Teen’s death.  

Here, tRead full post »

APRIL 14, 2012 9:25AM

Of Turkey and Humans

A tom turkey came prancing through our backyard the other morning. He appeared to be feeling his spring oats: his wattle was bright red and his head a shining blue in the morning sunlight. He twice stopped in the midst of his promenade through our and our neighbor’s yard to standRead full post »

MARCH 28, 2012 8:06AM

Spring Morning

Diamonds strewn on sable
by generous hand,
most flickering fusion flames,
a few reflecting unseen life factory.
Near platinum crescent,
bowled to gather all the gems,
attracting Venus brightly
seduces soul to awe.

Sapphire next, replacing ebon
field with purplish blue sheen,
sky as ground for emergent tRead full post »

MARCH 26, 2012 8:18AM

Finding The Way (movie review)

In The Way (2010), Thomas Avery (Martin Sheen), a successful Southern California ophthalmologist, satisfied with the ordered life he has chosen, finds himself on an unexpected trek. Avery is a decent man—a doctor who will come to the office at eight in the morning to accommodate a patient&rsquoRead full post »

MARCH 23, 2012 8:17AM

Foggy . . . Morning?

Fog blankets sky
as snow covers ground in colder times,
blurring all,
casting pall of sameness across heavens,
blocking light,
absorbing remnant thoughts of new day.

Snow can be shoveled aside
plowed through,
yea, walked or skied over.
Fog broods, suffocates
fond dreams,
frustrates efforts to remove it
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1.         In a commercial from Big Pharma: “May cause comic side effects. 

2.         In a campaign commercial: “You’ll always know where I stand—right in the pockets of Big Oil!&rdquoRead full post »

Delaware Canal State Park might be the longest, narrowest state park around. It runs 60 miles from Bristol to Easton, Pennsylvania, and is about, oh a couple dozen feet wide.

The canal was originally built in the 1830s in the canal-building heyday that followed the quick success of New York’sRead full post »

Saturday, after posting, Mrs. P and I looked at all the photos I’d taken from the Flower Show, and I realized there were some gems that I should have included in my Flower Show post from earlier that day. Here they are.  

 

PFS2-bromeliad   

 

PFS2-bird of paradise Read full post »

Winter’s bite has not been so sharp this year, though a pre-Halloween snow and ice storm boded ill. And the blooming of crocuses and daffodils before the end of February—as well as the arrival of one of the dozen most delightful days of the year, Pitchers and Catchers—had already siRead full post »

MARCH 6, 2012 8:33PM

Say Hey, 33 (candace's OC)

1. Your main trait: Uncertainty. 

2. The quality you like best in a man: A forgiving nature. 

3. The quality you like best in a woman: ditto: I’m no sexist. 

4. Your main flaw: Uncertainty. 

5. Last time you cried: I felt better for it. Doesn’t it usually work for youRead full post »

MARCH 4, 2012 12:21PM

An Interview with God

Mrs. P received the following from a cousin, so it is not original (except in this particular version of English, which is my puny translation of the Spanish version that she received). While such messages that meander through the cyberworld are often trite—or tripe—well, this oRead full post »

FEBRUARY 28, 2012 9:16AM

February Blooms, Inside—Wait, and Out!

Several of the orchids have decided to get us through the remainder of the winter. Thought you’d like a peek. 

 

White phals 

 

Pinky 

 

Blushing phal  

 

Mottled phals  

 

Paphs  

 

But more surprising things are happening outside.Read full post »

FEBRUARY 19, 2012 7:01AM

Listening for Signals, Looking for Signs

There is a passage in the sprawling, intriguing novel 1Q84 in which the male protagonist, Tengo Kawana, in the country to visit his father in a rural elder-care facility, hears an owl hooting in the early morning and wonders what message the bird is giving him.

That stuck with me becauseRead full post »

Friday Lists used to be a regular feature of this blog. (Blogging used to be a regular feature of this blog . . . ) 

10.       When the National Weather Service states the time of the sunrise and sunset for a given location, from what location does it have in mind?Read full post »