Since last I wrote, I traveled across the frigid midwest to Wisconsin to bring my mom down to the wintry sunshine of Kansas. At the same time, Emilie Loring book deliveries went out to five blog readers. One by one, well-traveled books cozied in at their new homes with new owners. Gosh, it’s been a cold … More She Stayed at the Cotocheset
I went to Cape Cod a few weeks ago to see how much remained of the Barnstable that Emilie Loring knew when she lived there. Of course, that was 1889-91, and she was Emilie Baker then. Her father and brother were ill, so the Bakers closed up their Boston house and rented a home in the … More It’s like she was just here yesterday
Cape Cod is lighthouses, sand dunes, boardwalks, and sand fences. It’s shellfish—take your pick: lobster, clams, or scallops—plus cranberries, ice cream cones, and coaster bikes. When you grow up in Arizona, as I did, Cape Cod seems magical. I invoked it when I painted my home a salt-sea gray and again when I planted clambering, … More Fair Tomorrow on the Cape
