After living in a remuddled farmhouse in the middle of a cornfield outside of Rochester, I have landed in an urban environment. Two bars across the street- handy for snow storms. Good pizza on the corner. I am good

Landed in Albany. Questioning all of my life choices. But found a preserve to romp for a bit. Grounded. Able to breathe. My pup was tickled, after days in a hotel room. Waterfalls all around. Recited Wagoner’s “Lost” for reasons

Y’all. Amidst the desecration of our nation, this morning my beloved Kiki died. This cat was the last thread to my children. I am a wee bit heartbroken.

Fenway’s first swim in a lake. He had learned to navigate NC rivers. Now he is uncertain about Lake Ontario. Not shown: he got the zoomies on the beach.

@deblavoy.bsky.social I did the thing that terrified me.

This is how I knew it, in the before times. Trout in this pool.

A really good friend suggested I go back to a landscape that mattered to me, Post-Helene. I cherished this small slice of an old river. Shocking. Had to sniper breathe. I knew every rock in the river. I paid my respects. My tree neighbor still stands. I could hardly breathe.

Fenway is hunkered down and enjoying the narrative

Three military jets just went over my house. This one was the highest of all three. My dog is hiding under the kitchen table now

Explain to me why these folks are not being clear about their position.

One of my favorite bookstores. My god, I love bookstores.

Ma'am, this is a coup.

They are going for broke. They have a wide open field. They have little friction. So this shit storm is about to be unleashed on our country.

In the midst of the maelstrom, I am grateful for those moments of respite. Fenway is so peaceful, despite the howling winds threatening our home like a monster, and the monsters threatening our country now.

Retreating for the evening. With Barry Lopez. May I gain some perspective. Thanks for the forward from @rebeccasolnit.bsky.social