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All Souls’ Day, November 2 on the Chilkat
It's got to be more than flesh and bone, all that you love is all that you own. -Tom Waits from his song Take it With Me 9:35am, 33 degrees, low tide, north wind. I love the idea of morning work that begins with the date, time and weather. I do that in my journal, and...
I’m Back.
It was cold riding alongside the frosty swamps this morning after a week in sunny (and hot) Solvang. (At least for us 70s and sunny is hot. My forearms are peeling.) We had a great time, and rode lots of big (and small) hills-- even Mt. Figueroa-- which was a ten mile...
Off to Camp for Grown-ups
I will be away from my desk-- and thus the blog-- until April 29th. Chip and I are going to grown-up bike camp in California, which should be really fun. I will tell you about it when I return. Stoli is tending the chickens, and the trusty housesitter and her...
Library Happenings & Other Doo-ings.
I started to try and tell you all that's going on at the library this week-- ( I know, I missed Joe's slide show last night because it was so nice out and I wasn't paying attention to the time, with these late sunny evenings it's hard-- ) But decided to tack the...
Go Fly a Kite
There was a moment yesterday afternoon, when the sky was bright, the tide was out, and the wind was blowing just strong enough to fly my granddaughter's kite, that I thought, "If a fairy godmother appears right now and gives me the option of instantly being anywhere...
Sunday’s Thought
“I believe that appreciation is a holy thing--that when we look for what's best in a person we happen to be with at the moment, we're doing what God does all the time. So in loving and appreciating our neighbor, we're participating in something sacred.” ~ Fred...
Happy Friday
It's been a busy week. It's amazing how much I can do when a book is done. I cleaned the chicken, lunchbox yoga-d, stacked the last cord of firewood from the shed onto the porch, Morning Muscle-d, swam, paid up my swim-a-thon pledges, sent a check to Mark Begich to...