Monthly Archives: August 2026

The Ughs of August

Posted on August 30, 2026 by jillbpearlman

I am not a friend of August.  It’s not for the usual fussy reasons – that I can’t stand sand between my toes, or dread oceans of red tide, or feel sad at once-bright green lawns now tough and rusty.  No, though … Continue reading →

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The Vagaries of Rain

Posted on August 24, 2026 by jillbpearlman

Rain, that thing that ruins summer weekends at the beach – but only weekends. That falls on unprotected heads, that makes soggy the books we leave in the grass and turns grains of sand to clumpy mud. It conspires to … Continue reading →

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Doomsday meets the Passion of our Endeavors

Posted on August 17, 2026 by jillbpearlman

Is it summer, or are we learning to be with the crooked floors in our creaky house (White House, America)?  Somehow, I heard very little political talk during my travels this season.  In the States, in Europe, people weren’t avoiding conversation, it … Continue reading →

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Song of Apparent Innocence

Posted on August 9, 2026 by jillbpearlman

This late in the game, in our jade consciousness,there is still innocence.  It peels the leather back, it floods with exuberance the most open spaces watches the way an old port glimmersas do beaches, boardwalks, plazas  kids still thrill over the … Continue reading →

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