Author Archive | Debbie Weil

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A Milestone? 913 Days and Counting

I’m sitting in Brooklyn Law School’s library scarcely noticing the deep roar of a firetruck as it rumbles by. After six weeks, we are ensconced in our Brooklyn lifestyle. The quiet beauty of Deer Isle seems very far away. We are used to the noise, the grit, and the diverse crowds clogging the sidewalks. And to […]

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Writing “Poems on Demand” at Haystack

Sam has gone on a much deserved road trip down and up the East Coast so it’s my turn to update the blog. What a summer! August passed in a blur. We had lots of visitors to our seaside village. Family, friends and… did I say family?? It was wonderful. It was tiring. We were sad and glad […]

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Finally, At Home in Stonington

Something clicked into place a few weeks ago. It was a long time coming, considering I left Washington D.C. two years ago. After a long winter of discontent*, we drove back to the coast of Maine in early May. About a month later, click. I realized, “I’m home.” Maybe it was the first hint of […]

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Why Our Blog Has Been on Hiatus (Debbie)

The singular goal of our original Gap Year was to figure out how to reinvent ourselves, as a couple and as individuals. The big questions: where would we live, how would we remain productive, what would our respective “work” be, when and where would we travel? Twenty-three months have passed and we’re still figuring it out. […]

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Surprising Lessons From Snow Shoveling

Six feet walls of snow are piled up in every driveway. Blankets of snow, dimpled by who knows what, roll down to the Deer Island Thorofare. Snow fills the woods. With temperatures steadily below freezing, Stonington’s harbor has partially iced over. But the sun comes out with surprising regularity, and then everything dazzles. As long as […]

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2015: Making Space and Doing Less

A neighbor was poking around her vegetable garden recently. Not a noteworthy event except that her garden was covered with a good six inches of snow. It was a brilliantly sunny day and the snow glistened fiercely. I called out to ask what she was doing. “Oh,” she exclaimed. “I’m looking for animal tracks. There are […]

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