the exquisite ordinary • fourteen

i have been doing this commute for more than a year now. and, as much as i miss being on-island all of the time, it really doesn’t suck. at all. that chance encounter on the ferry – with a running buddy i haven’t seen for months, made the ferry ride pass by in an instant […]

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the exquisite ordinary • twelve

nothing conceptualises sunday afternoon bliss like a dog slumbering, belly facing the fire its almost the same as it was last time i visited 30 years ago, right down to the pews, and the hymn books, and the congregants (and the welcome) time for an afternoon cuppa with a treasured friend and margaritas with another […]

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the exquisite ordinary • eleven

wake late to the rain on the roof of an unfamiliar room in a semi-familiar town residue and runoff its years since i have made sushi. and i had forgotten how fun it is to do it as a group activity. today with a brother and niece, and family piled around giving a running commentary […]

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