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THE FARTHERMOST VIEW

Selected Podpieces

A WOODCOCK VISITOR

Yesterday I was standing there ironing when I glanced out the window and saw a mourning dove on the dirt path behind the oakleaf hydrangeas. It was awfully fat. And it was weaving back and forth, as if it had a stomach ache, or was saying to itself Oh dear oh dear, whatever shall I do?  Read More 
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CAPE COD TOWELS

A friend of mine from a large city on the eastern seaboard was visiting her brother-in-law in Brewster. We met for lunch and a walk along the beach. After discussing the traffic, the state of the tide, her children and my dogs, we walked for a while in silence.

Then she cleared her throat and said, “I want to ask you something.” Read More 
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