Category Archives: John Clark

Ten Years After…No Band Involved

John Clark in a holding pattern with the rest of the family, awaiting the arrival of Reid James Lozefski, our first grandson. Ten years ago, I got so weirded out after removing 34 deer ticks while in the woods at … Continue reading

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One Day in Pictures

John Clark sharing a road trip Beth and I took a few weeks ago. If you remember my last post, I talked about some of the roads in Maine where photo opportunities abounded. My eye tends to catch the smaller … Continue reading

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The Defining Season

John Clark here. I’ve had 70 chances to experience each of our four seasons. Granted, early ones were blurred by infancy and the passage of time, but I can say without hesitation that fall is my favorite. Winter is long, … Continue reading

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Chickenman was Right!

John Clark warning you not to read on if you’re squeamish. I wasn’t going to blog about my ongoing experience with rural terrorists, but so many I’ve encountered recently had no clue about them that I decided to go forth. … Continue reading

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That’s No Earthquake, It’s Shakespeare Rolling In His Grave

We’re nicely settled in. Beth has painted all but one room, while I’ve helped hang pictures, quilt racks, etc. My major efforts have gone toward clearing the twenty or so feet of jungle at the back of the property. Our … Continue reading

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A Mixed Bag

John Clark watching the dust settle following our move. We completed the removal of everything (ye Gods what an abundance of stuff left after two rounds of decluttering) Monday afternoon including mowing the lawn and washing the floors (compulsive, much?), … Continue reading

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When All We Had Was Q

John Clark with my thoughts on Pride Month. I grew up in a small Maine town where the only minority group I knew about was my classmate Nancy Simmons…She was Catholic. That’s how isolated and unaware we were in the … Continue reading

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