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Dec 22 The Quiet Miracles
"Take time to seek the quiet miracles that seek no attention."- John O'Donohue The little pink boots in the mud room slayed me yesterday. It's probably all the sugar, and coffee, and crowds. I did not imagine, some 40 something years ago, when I got married that...
Friday Already?
I should have said, "September already?" (Tonight I'm looking forward to September's First Friday from 5-7 downtown, I saw John Hagen hanging his photography exhibit at Joanie's gallery, and there are new art pieces in the Howser's windows, too.) This morning, riding...
Our Bodies and Our Lives
I am still trying to get back in the dance of normal days after weeks of being here and yon. And now I'm running for assembly, which may seem crazy, but my not so sub-conscious motive is that then I will have to be home and so can't say yes to events that take me...
Sunday’s Thought
Yes, I am home from Tenakee, and was woken up this morning by a black and white domestic bunny rabbit thumping on the back door. He hopped under the greenhouse when I opened it. And last night we went to a wedding, in the warm evening out at the fairgrounds, full--...
Off to the Spa.. Alaska Style
I'm on my way to Tenakee Springs, a tiny village on an island south of here, to see my friends Teresa and Larry, and meet with the Tenakee Springs book club. I have also packed flip-flops for the bath. That's the public bath house with a natural hot springs pool...
Obits and Preschools: Life Really is a Wheel
Bruce Weber, a long time New York Times obituary writer, said goodbye in a retirement column today with this observation that rings true even for my work in the much smaller Chilkat Valley News: "...obituary writing is important work. An obituary is, after all, the...
Sunday’s Thought
From Rilke's Book of Hours, shared with you after hearing it read on the radio this morning... I circle around God, around the primordial tower. I've been circling for thousands of years and I still don't know: am I a falcon, a storm, or a great song?