October 2: Sunday afternoon

Football on the radio.

More red leaves glowing

on the mountainside.

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December 20: Sunday afternoon

Holiday pageantry--

Bolshoi Ballet's Nutcracker,

Patriots game.

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November 23: End of a long weekend together

sun streams in on us
the game's on tv
at the good burrito place

January 19: After shoveling snow on game day

Shoulders aching

heart sinking, as I watch

all those long, completed passes.

January 11: Flight to Florida

After Bangor was enshrouded by ice yesterday morning and our flight was delayed five hours, we felt very fortunate to be on the only plane leaving the airport that afternoon. Our gratitude was bolstered by the fact that on the drive to the airport we passed many cars off the road--even after conditions had improved--and when we got there, we were surrounded by hundreds of troops--men and women who had been deployed for months overseas and who were now going to have to wait one more long day to continue their flights home to family.

 

I felt relief tinged with a little guilt when we finally arrived in the warm embrace of Florida late last night for our vacation.

 

Outside the airport

Killdeer cries in the rainy dark

beyond the palms.

 

And then this unexpected stopover on the drive to my mother's house:

 

Part of this happy crowd--

cheering on the Patriots

in a smoky Hooters bar.

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