Author Archive | Melanie Bettinelli

Chocolate Stout Sourdough Rye Loaf

That’s a really long name for a bread recipe, but really what was delightful about this bread was all those flavors magically coming together: the sweet bitter of the chocolate stout, the sourdough flavor and chew, and then that lovely nutty rye note. I’ve been experimenting with sourdough again– isn’t everyone? This isn’t a true […]

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More Town Forest

I’ve been trying to get us all out of the house for a hike at least once a week. Last week we went back to the town forest, this time with a packed picnic lunch. After our lunch we continued our hike into the adjacent Braintree town forest where we found the most charming little […]

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Hiking in the Town Forest

April 23 Took advantage of a nice day to hike in the town forest. The entrance to the forest is about a mile and a half from our house, but we never used to go because I didn’t know where to park. Then we went on a hike there with the cub scouts– the entrance […]

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Ave Maria on the Lake

Ave Maria on the Lake A raft full of sheep is a strange sort of temple; yet this is where the morning bell finds them, golden notes carrying across golden water in the golden dawn. They bow their heads, and pray the familiar words, recalling how the angel of the Lord appeared to the virgin […]

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Perpendicular In Merson’s Rest on the Flight into Egypt Joseph’s dwindling fire sends up a fine white line of smoke into the dim sky. Perfectly perpendicular to the horizon’s dark blur, it makes a small cross, easily overlooked. But to my mind that detail is as important as the sphinx’s upturned face staring blindly into […]

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Starry Night

The pond is a perfect mirror spreading its cloak to catch the sky’s falling image. As a woman will spread her skirt while the children shake apples down from the tree. The stars plop gently into the water plinking like frogsong, little silver specks of light. And yet somehow the sky looks no dimmer — […]

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A Mother Braiding Her Daughter’s Hair

The girl stands patient, her head bowed, resigned against the tug, braced against the braiding in the room’s red glow. Mother sings soft words that make no sense. The comb parts the flowing hair diving through the waves in a straight white line. The part leaves the girl’s nape bare to warm sun’s kissing beam […]

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Corfu Light and Shadow

Someday I will travel to distant Corfu And see for myself the house that has no walls only light and shadow inexplicably dancing in planes here and there so as to suggest that maybe once there were walls or one day there might be but today if you are waltzing by the shore what you […]

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