Anna, Inked

I’m so very far from full awareness and capability… I have to be willing to scrape, bump, and bruise many more times… to see just how far I can go. A myriad of obscure plateaus and poignant moments are yet to be illuminated.

Happy Birthday Dad – Thoughts From Your Twirling Daughter

Posted by on Mar 6, 2014 in Anna, Inked | 0 comments

Happy Birthday Dad – Thoughts From Your Twirling Daughter

I want to wish my Dad a very Happy Birthday. I’m sadly too far away to celebrate in person. But my heart is there in world renowned, Wee Bub capital of the world, Byfield, where I grew up. It’s where I learned to love real maple syrup, beach plum jelly, driving a tractor at age ten, dandelion-picking during little league baseball games, playing ping pong in the barn at midnight, the J Geils band, and reaching the gym rafters via a trampoline. When I look at the landscape of my life, one enduring image acts as a conduit between father and...

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A Holiday With Berries On Top

Posted by on Dec 25, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 1 comment

A Holiday With Berries On Top

Upon waking and thoughts of breakfast, a dizzy exhilaration permeates my being. The day is new, the hunger is fresh, and the anticipation is colossal. Granola topped with blueberries and walnuts, all drenched in milk. No rationale for the pleasure it brings, or why other tasty foods pale to compare. Nor can I give cause or reason to my utter delight in hiking. Taking in the promenade view of nature with a friend by my side. Being on a scenic trail, adorned in a pervading dust, illuminates my inner pioneer. Explanation is never required, nor...

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What Abraham Inspired in a Day

Posted by on Nov 28, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 1 comment

What Abraham Inspired in a Day

It was President Abraham Lincoln in 1863 who gave us our November day of thanks. Though many look back a couple centuries further to a feast shared by Pilgrims and Native American Indians as being the origin of Thanksgiving. Over the countless years to follow, as tradition melded with enterprise, the 4th Thursday in November has become the kickoff to a frenzied holiday season when a proverbial gun goes off to start marathon bargain hunting merriment. Unwitting and ill-equipped… a large populous cringe at the notion of crammed malls, packed...

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Unmapped, Sans Envy

Posted by on Jul 29, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 0 comments

Unmapped, Sans Envy

We have bid farewell to another year. Not just any year, when one considers the world wide vertical free fall that shook some of us, and walloped others. We observed unremitting turbulence, purloined wealth, displaced confidence, marred optimism, and a stricken economy. We will speak of 2008 with its own vernacular… housing meltdown, toxic loans, energy consumption, financial crisis, global market decline, record job losses and the worst of all… bailouts. Also, in 2008, we saw weather extremes that flooded the Midwest, destroyed Galveston...

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Surrendering the Dream of Sarasota

Posted by on Jul 29, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 0 comments

Surrendering the Dream of Sarasota

I recall vividly the glistening hot July day in 2003 when we arrived in Sarasota, Florida. Driving in our pint-size rented car and clutching our larval aspirations, we rounded the corner along Bayfront Drive to see the magnificent sailboats and fishing vessels hugged to the docks of the pristine marina. We observed unhurried people meandering on the path that skirted the water’s edge of Island Park. The afternoon sun hung over the unruffled, bright blue bay bringing about delightful imageries of tropical life that tasted as sweet as the fruit...

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Contemplations on a June Day

Posted by on Jul 29, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 0 comments

Contemplations on a June Day

The moistness of the air and the early rise of the sun signify that the anticipation has passed. Summer is here, fully outfitted. I jogged my normal seaside course in the remarkable quietness that comes on lazy Sundays when hangovers beg for sleep, readers finger through plump newspapers, over-achievers exhale, and pajama-clad families perform their ritual of consuming bagels, fresh juice, and zany kid shows. Straggly dogs stroll ahead of disheveled owners garbed in yesterday’s khakis and flip flops, drinking their favorite sweet coffee. A...

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Again Unknown

Posted by on Jul 15, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 0 comments

Again Unknown

I came along as my parent’s one and only little girl at a time when politics were entwined with Camelot and America was coming to terms with equal rights. I came to age in a fascinating stretch of years- the undefined, Vietnam War-recovering 70s, and then into the self-absorbed, materialistic 80s, college bound and over-wrought with uncertainty. Now as a bona fide adult in these decades of financial-fixation and Internet lordliness, I have yet to settle into conventional living. Not so much due to defiance, but more so because of peculiar and...

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Broken Ties, Less Sole, Much Gained

Posted by on Jul 10, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 0 comments

Broken Ties, Less Sole, Much Gained

My most enduring memory of 2009 is underfoot. It is in the miles walked. The trails hiked. The places discovered. I trekked ground, rambled paths, and climbed stairs. I strolled through petite towns and powerhouse cities. I wandered along the streets of quaint villages and art-inspired neighborhoods. I took to the woods and water’s edge, to canyons and coastline. I traveled wide and far- up the 101 in California, to the southernmost point in Key West, back to my beloved Sarasota, around the Southwest, and throughout the Northeast. I hiked the...

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Infliction Upon Our Edifice

Posted by on Jun 30, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 0 comments

Infliction Upon Our Edifice

I’m ordinarily quite comfortable cascading my thoughts of a year gone by. Inking observations as random as cans of food in a soup kitchen. Indeed I’m customarily forthright with ponderings of penetrating and pathetic events, weird and wonderful moments. But for reasons unknown, this chilled December day I’m stymied and entirely void of fluent and fortified thoughts to splatter on this page. Well documented are the high-ceilinged stories and the contentious issues that crammed the newsrooms and blogs. We became, quite frankly, over-saturated...

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Match Dot Come On… Really?

Posted by on Jun 24, 2013 in Anna, Inked | 0 comments

Match Dot Come On… Really?

The online world of personal connections is new terrain for me. With my interest piqued, I wandered into it. And since wandered back out. While the experience had me conclude that I’m not of the right mindset and motivation to pursue Internet dating further, I did find the exposure to it to be fascinating and highly revealing… about myself and others. Putting aside the radical and redundant, the peculiar and the pathetic, and not bothering with those seeking an undistinguished orgasm or a baseborn detour from their vows… I find the sincere...

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