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    a mile in my shoes

    by  • June 25, 2014 • 3 Comments

    I walked a mile today. That might not seem like much. There was a very recent point when that wasn’t even a warm-up, when I didn’t break a sweat on a five-mile walk unless it was 80 degrees out, when I could hardly go fast enough. This is not that day. The sun was...

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    looking up through the cherry blossoms

    an incongruent photo

    by  • April 9, 2014 • 5 Comments

    Last night, Ed asked me how the writing was going. I had a ready answer. “It sucks donkey balls.” (In case there’s any ambiguity there, it wasn’t a good writing day.) “I’m reconsidering my career options, perhaps barista, or monster truck mechanic.” The first wasn’t really out of left field – we’ve talked about...

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    there’s only one of you

    by  • April 8, 2014 • 4 Comments

    loan  kayak at shilshole

    A little over a year ago – more? I don’t even know. I think that’s what comes of having spent so much of the last year on the road –  Neil Gaiman developed a series of short stories as part of a project with BlackBerry. They called it A Calendar of Tales. Long a...

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    find the horizon

    by  • April 3, 2014 • 3 Comments

    key largo

    Sometimes you just need to push back from the desk, go for a walk, and find some horizon to study. I’m on a writing retreat right now. Not there in that photograph from Key Largo. I’m not sure I could write in a place like that. There’s not much that soothes me more than...

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    you remind me of home

    by  • January 5, 2014 • 2 Comments

    reminds me of the folk

    I know I said I wasn’t going to tell my word of the year what to mean to me ahead of time. Still. I have some lovely thoughts swirling about what home does mean to me, and what it might mean to me in this coming year. Home feels like a place, but not...

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    this is a picture I did not take, vol. 2

    by  • January 4, 2014 • 0 Comments

    It has been raining for days. The air is saturated with mist, the grass is spongy. Earthworms crowd to the spiky surface, snails head out across sidewalks to explore the mysteries of far away. The man is already there when I arrive. He does nothing to show he notices me. I think he wore...

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    toujours chez moi

    by  • January 2, 2014 • 3 Comments

    i carry it with me

    By now you might expect I’ll have a word for the new year. Again. And I do. It’s multi-layered, a word that shows up as a noun, a verb, even an adverb. For a word nerd like me, that’s sweet. In the past, I’ve listed definitions for my word. I’ve talked and written about how I...

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    we bought a goat

    by  • January 1, 2014 • 0 Comments

    give a goat

    We spent money over the holidays – gifts for each other, travel to Canada, ham for Christmas dinner, a little booze. In our part of the world, we’re not unusual in this. Our last purchase of 2013 was probably gas for the car. Or maybe a coffee shop. Nothing wrong with that. Still. I...

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    apart and close

    by  • December 31, 2013 • 0 Comments

    a light in the dark

    To be apart from a loved one, yet feel close to them – defying the distance – is a blessing that offers comfort and contentment. To be close to the beloved, yet feel apart and separate – across a chasm of misunderstanding and hurt feelings – is a lonely, bewildering mess. And sometimes you...

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