“Home is where the heart is.” It’s such a well-worn expression we hardly think of what it means anymore. Some say that Pliny the Elder was the… Read more “The Home of My Heart”
Author: Monica Graff
After two decades of copyediting for scholarly publishers, I decided to put down my red pen and pick up a black one. Now I write essays, some of which have been published on various websites and in print anthologies.
Frog Fruits & Racer Snakes
The more I look at shells, snakes, and sand grains, the more I see how Mother Nature can take a theme and really run with it. I mean, have you noticed how common spirals are? Or how the top of a whelk shell resembles Romanesco broccoli?
Moonshine
It’s been hard to sleep lately. Not for the oh-so-obvious C-19 reasons, but because of the moon. The sky’s big pizza pie. When it’s full and bright,… Read more “Moonshine”
The Way of Wonder
What I don’t know these days is a lot. Actually, I’ve never known all that much, but when I was younger, I didn’t know that. Nowadays, I… Read more “The Way of Wonder”
A Tale of Two Totems
Two Wednesdays ago (or should I say lifetimes?), I met the Ladies of the Round Table for coffee at the island’s public meeting space. It was a… Read more “A Tale of Two Totems”
The Upchuck
Well, readers, I had a fun little mystery to share with you this week, but then something happened.
A Pan-Clam-Demic
Even with Covid-19 seeping across the planet, the sun still rises here on Dewees. And let me tell you, that fat star cresting the Atlantic horizon is… Read more “A Pan-Clam-Demic”
Fantasy Island, Part 2
Within minutes Judy responded to our request. Yes, she could show us the island, and, yes, she’d meet us at the 11:00 ferry. Nothing could have prepared… Read more “Fantasy Island, Part 2”
Fantasy Island, Part 1
If we hear back by morning, do you want to go?” asked my husband, Chris. He was sitting in the bed next to mine in one of… Read more “Fantasy Island, Part 1”
Dispatches from Dewees Island 