claudia's surf city

In 2005, I wrote the following on Why I Can't Stop Smoking: It was midnight on Halloween, known by the Wiccans as Samhain, or New ...

This is what the world looked like as I took the train back into the city.     And then the sun went down and a friend called, hysterical...

On her 50th. She was 54. Elaine Rivera loved people: “Two eyes a nose and a mouth—and all so different!” She loved all kinds of p...

Happy birthday, Madison!

Nothing to steal / not nothing no more I got no TVs   / just close up the door Don't bother with locks/ cause there's nothin...

So now there's a suggestion that it should be "who's in the truck" rather than "what's in the truck".    ...

Besides rosy sunset? As DR says, autumn has an elegiac (sp?) quality. And as Bo (or whatever name he's going by) points out, it's ...

For days (when someone wanted to take out the paddle board) the wind howled, but this morning the ducks floated on glass.     Which remin...

 The wolf pup is just one of Eva's drawings. She wins  lot of prizes for them. Lately, she has been doing portraits of her friends (vi...

I'm-Not-Telling But You-Can-Guess Beach Sandy redistributed the, er, sand on the island, and after every storm the coastline changes...

at Claudia's at Hannah's Shoulder season is visiting season, so in addition to our island family, the citifolk have been co...

We all went to the beach. Then we came home and John foraged in the saltwater and came up with oysters and clams from the salt pond in ...

I seem to remember diapers hanging on the line in Block Island—oh, about 31 years ago. Here they are again. But these are rediscovered, ec...

It's over. The planes are offloading people to the mainland, the ferries are on their last day of holiday schedule, the last Guests a...

The boats will be plying the water this weekend, rains or no. And then—nothing. Cottagers will close up their houses, the last few restaur...

Same sink. Same Mama. Same mouth. Same blue towel. So? Who is who? Boy baby/girl baby?

A passing interest. . . . . .just the sofa and the fire hydrant and the sea It is a comfy way to admire the ocean, which today is t...

Two chairs faced out to sea. The wind picked up. It seemed like fall was here at last. Soon the chairs will have to come inside. Well, one...

Too exhausted from his transatlantic trip to unpack, Nosebite falls asleep on his luggage. As some of you may know, cats are not my favo...

Look, up in the sky! Is that a narwhal or a swordfish? Wait, there's a school of them! And for those of you who don't look at ...