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Claire: The Red Tent

The other night, Newman’s daughter invited me to go with her to a Red Tent event. The Red Tent is traditionally a gathering space for women during their time of menstruation; Red Tent gatherings more generally are structured to allow … Continue reading

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Claire: Getting Better at Love

This week, I’m feeling all kinds of schmoopy about my man. I’ve written about him a lot this year, and if you’ve read along, you know we’ve had our ups and downs. It’s been a part of our dynamic since … Continue reading

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KHP – Reflection of the P

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Next week PP will turn 4 years old. I was going to create a gallery of images of both girls but this seemed more appropriate to pay a little tribute to the small the one, on the day of her … Continue reading

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Claire: Seafood Celebration

We are in Newport, Rhode Island, watching the sun set over Bowen’s Wharf. We are seated at a seasonal bar that will close down in a week, according to our waitress. We are glimpsing the last gorgeous gasp of late … Continue reading

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Claire: The “M” Word

This morning, I told Newman that a co-worker had noticed a diamond ring I’ve been wearing on my right hand for months; she asked if I had gotten engaged and seemed a wee bit disappointed when I explained it was … Continue reading

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Claire: Finding My Way

What is our job or duty when there is so much sadness and pain in the world? I asked Newman this question last week as we sat together in front of a campfire. I had been experiencing waves of sadness … Continue reading

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Claire: Festival Days

We are finally on our way, heading west toward I-87 and upstate New York on a bright, hot Thursday morning. The car is packed with sheets, towels, pillows, and coolers with snacks and liquor and bottles of water left over … Continue reading

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