A Love Note from Meg

Stop Singing the Blues 9/8/25

Stop Singing the Blues 9/8/25

Last Monday, I promised to stop singing the end of summer blues, and I'm fulling intending to make good on the pledge.  In the words of that unexpected poet, Jimi Hendrix, "The blues is easy to play but hard to feel". 

How about we lean into the playing part?

Today's note is filled to the gills - oodles and oodles of new goodies to share, sprinkled with some of the best blues from the world of design.

Care for a soundtrack to kick off the new season?   I've made one for you on Spotify here - "Rock Me on the Water" ( no surprise there) and I happily promise that it doesn't include a single chord of Jimi Hendrix.  It's filled with old favorites to deliver a spring to your step, and maybe even get you singing along.  READ MORE

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Sunsetting on Summer 9/1/25

Sunsetting on Summer 9/1/25

The hurrah of Labor Day festivities is always seasoned - for me at least - with a dollop of melancholia, a sense of an ending.  A touch of grey drifts across my last lobster roll of the season, just one of a string of bittersweet "lasts".  Goodbye to Sunday night sunset cocktails on this beach above, so long to riding my 20 year old bike along the golf course to our small summer church, farewell to late afternoons needlepointing with friends on the beach, adieu  to the leisurely la la land that is August in New England.    For me most of all, Labor Day oozes with goodbyes to dear friends and the warm embrace of this small community. 

Yet I know how lucky I am, this melancholia is only the shadow cast by gratitude.  READ MORE HERE

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True North 8/25/25

True North 8/25/25

The seas in Maine have been wild and woolly from Erin this week - spray flying, waves hammering the rocks - all played against the sapphire brilliance of an August New England sky.

Do you sense a good metaphor coming on?

I've been using some of my time away on this rugged Maine coast to ponder the creative process (yes, we've talked about that here), and to contemplate life's changes.   I found this line of imagery with which I'm rather smitten:  You'll never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.  READ MORE

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