Nice, sitting here watching the snow floating down, to know that I’ll be floating soon myself, off to a tropic isle with many of my favorite people, where we will all float languorously together in the warm azure waters of … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: February 2012
Pitchers and catchers reported to Spring Training some time ago, and the teams are edging toward their first exhibition games. I’m not the fan of big league ball that I used to be, but the essential game, the look and … Continue reading
Saturdays in Concord are a whirl of activity. First, the dawn patrol. “M. You awake, M?” Gentle pats on head and strokings of remaining hairs. “M? Are you making a joke, M?” Little pokes to see if I’m really asleep. … Continue reading
I’m in Concord this weekend. After B’s swim lesson at the Y this morning, we walked a few streets over to a cafe for a bite. This place has a sort of display at counter height to show off its … Continue reading
B, three-years, seven months now, changes week by week—so far, I’m happy to say, always in the direction of a highly verbalized open cheerfulness. (This last is either from her father’s side of the family or from my mother alone … Continue reading
Ha. Philip Werner has a blogpost here on an inelegant topic. It reminded me of my first day as a high school cross-country coach. The school was just beginning cross-country and none of the boys (just boys…it was the olden … Continue reading
A minor breakthrough at swimming class the other evening. I’ve recognized that retaining any oxygen at all in my mouth wrecks my ability to inhale properly when I come up for air. I always think I’ve done this right, but … Continue reading
How’s this grab ya? I think it’s terrific. (It took me a while to notice that’s a cello her accompanist’s strumming.) I’ll be looking for more of her stuff. … Continue reading
My friends (and H) are urging me to learn to breathe to both sides as I swim. It’s apparently a good thing generally, and helps keep your technique from getting lopsided. Given that I still gag and sputter no matter … Continue reading