Month: December 2009

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the cruelest month

Deep in the summer I made a decision to support my local farmers, my own…

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comfort & joy

Although I’ve never actually heard it, I’ve heard of Christian rock. I’m all for the…

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orphan-age

No matter how old you are when you lose that second parent, you’re an orphan. It’s not the same as when you’re 5 or even 15, but when you’re 50ish it’s lonely.

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crazy sweater

It’s so easy to see crazy when someone else is wearing it. I watched a…

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colonoscoparty or there’s a party in my pants

I’m high risk for colon cancer. Okay, everybody gets something. I hadn’t minded until today….

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fridays at green chimneys

I drive an hour north every Friday. This week, as I headed towards the upper…

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trash menagerie

My head used to house seventeen screaming squirrels. They were totally over-caffeinated and raucous, climbing…

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words & music : telling stories

I’m jealous of people who can make music. Anyone who can sling an instrument over…