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We rarely do much of anything in Nantucket, and I like it that way. A typical day might involve a good run, a real breakfast (eggs, pancakes, etc), a trip to the beach, magazines, books, puzzles, and the ever-essential mid-day nap. We rarely leave our little corner of the island save for trip to Cisco…

If life is a collection of moments, all strung together and played back in contrast and context to one another, then the defining moment from last summer’s trip to Nantucket was that of a lone cottage against a wide, evening sky. The photo was taken from a narrow, wooden bridge on the western edge of…

Over the years, I’ve invested a lot in the restorative powers of Nantucket. For me, for better or worse, true or false, the island has provided significant counterpoint to this island. Still, the place was something of an acquired taste. I first visited Nantucket just a few months after moving to Manhattan. I was living…

My nephew, Edward Isaac, turned two on Thursday. We celebrated Sunday morning. Two short weeks ago, Edward was wrestling with just a few new words: blue, mama, dadda. Yesterday, though, he was forming complete sentences like, “I got it.” It’s an amazing, exciting process to watch. As is the dynamic between he and his older…

I’m blessed and lucky for my brief but meaningful time with Mister Rogers, and the wheels those few moments set in motion. When I need a dose of calm, or insight on managing my anger, sadness, or fear in the face of this crazy, crazy world, I don’t have to go anywhere or do anything.…