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Currently …

Reading… not a thing. Playing … not at all. Working … on finishing up the sorting and packing. Eating … out this week. Wanting … this to be over. Needing … rest and my back to heal. Realizing, … again, that North Americans have way too much stuff. Grateful … for offers of help.   […]

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Around my campfire

I’m back! But only temporarily for the time being. Initially I was absent because I had been quite ill — for five weeks. As I began to recover, life began to take on some major changes ‘around my campfire’. To keep this brief and skipping a few unimportant details, we are planning a move. With an […]

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The power of a soft touch

“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.” –Leo Buscaglia. That same power of a soft touch pertains to dogs as well. I thought it was about time […]

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Lately … a life that sizzles and pops

Reading: For the second time, happily so, Circling the Sun: A Novel. Made: another pair of socks. Experimented with techniques. Best home meal: On an eggs benedict kick so made two versions. First one and most delicious version was seed bread; avocado; marinated tomatoes; poached eggs; hollandaise. The second one which was very good but […]

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invoke winter … stand by the sea

Rachel Carson: “Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature—the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” from poet William Stafford: “be a person here. stand by the river, […]

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A Previous Northern Experience

“After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.” — Philip Pullman Living north, beyond the 56th parallel, going for walks takes on different meaning. The sky rich azure blue as it is when the winter sun bathes the dormant, snow-covered fields. The air crisp as it is when the […]

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