The Histories We Keep, the Stories We Share, Part I
Each time the decision is made to let an item go, a little part of history goes with it. … More The Histories We Keep, the Stories We Share, Part I
Each time the decision is made to let an item go, a little part of history goes with it. … More The Histories We Keep, the Stories We Share, Part I
Valentine’s Day starts us thinking about romantic gestures–gestures to make, gestures we might receive. So I find it a little interesting that Emilie Loring’s books say nothing at all about Valentine’s Day. In fact, she mentions very few holidays or traditional celebrations. We know how she might have observed Thanksgiving and Christmas, but she leaves … More Romance: A First, Hopeful Sign
Do you know about Wunderkammern, Cabinets of Wonder? Earliest examples were mini-museums for natural history objects–shells, bones, rocks, leaves, feathers. They could hold anything about which one was curious–hence, their other names, “Cabinets of Curiosities,” or “curio cabinets.” I like “cabinet of wonder” better; “curiosity” can mean “odd or strange” and “curios” can descend to … More A Writer’s Cabinet of Wonder
It’s a dream of mine to have a library. I would have shelves on three walls, some open and some with glass doors. The fourth wall would have a big, beautiful window overlooking something lovely, with a comfortable desk and chair facing outward to capture the view. In the center of the room, I’d have … More Our Selves in our Libraries
Sometimes, I imagine what it would be like to buy my own place in Blue Hill. … More Dreaming About the Places of Summer
A cozy morning here, coffee in hand, newly-fallen snow outside… I open a gift from my son, Head of the Bay by Annie L. Clough. I’ve wanted this book a long time, since I first used it at the Blue Hill Public Library. “Head of the Bay” is Blue Hill, Maine, Emilie Loring’s summer home for … More A Silver Pen in Her Hand, The Sleeve of a White Blouse
Since I started this blog and began to receive your comments, I’ve wondered, what is it about age ten that starts so many girls on Emilie Loring? “My mom got me hooked on Emilie Lorings- giving me my first when I was 10.” Katie “I began reading Emilie Loring around the age of 10, and … More The Next Thing When You Are Ten