Last night was risotto dinner number three. Pat outdid himself with his bacon, leek, scallop creation. Maureen, one of our generous pledgers brought a ridiculous chocolate cake that I was tempted never to cut into because it was such a masterpiece...

Food, always good. Wine, incredible. The company, just lovely. The workshops last week were intense and deeply satsifying. The response? Overwhlmingly positive! So this was a nice celebration with a few of you folks who have so generously made it all possible.

I do keep feeling like I'm in uncharted territory, - that so many of us are hungry and yet terrified to start these conversations about love, death, caregiving, dementia, the beyond. It IS scary. But we are not, ever, alone.

I ended up playing a very rough mix from the new record/play for our guests - a song called "Scars." I had forgotten I borrowed one of the lines in the chorus from a poem of my mother's. She is telling a younger poet "Start again, more than you ever dreamed you could, start again."

Oh Mom...(I still talk to her all the time) thank you for everything.



Music in the HOUSE!
    posted 2020-07-15

    posted 2019-07-10

    posted 2019-04-29

I Love the Dentist
    posted 2018-11-06

Balloon Girl
    posted 2018-10-08

West Coast Journal
    posted 2017-10-24

Home Stretch
    posted 2017-06-07

Hashtag Kitchen
    posted 2017-03-09

This very old house
    posted 2016-12-13

The Big Move
    posted 2016-12-01

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