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Summer Heat, Morning Thoughts
Summer Heat, Morning Thoughts
Friends, MemoircynthiaJune 20, 2008insomnia, Mahin, Orange County Comment
My Little Box of Grief
My Little Box of Grief
MemoircynthiaJune 17, 2008dogs, loss Comment
The Season of Lavender in the Year of the Lizard
The Season of Lavender in the Year of the Lizard
Ranch Life, MemoircynthiaJune 15, 2008ranch life, Jeanne, the canyon, nature, William Stafford, wonders, Terra Comment
Thrift Shop Finds
Thrift Shop Finds
Friends, MemoircynthiaJune 11, 2008friends, Ventura, thrift stores, wisdom, Lynne, Julie, Donna, Dunn School Comments
Family Time
Family Time
Memoir, Family HistorycynthiaJune 5, 2008family, family history, memoir, my mother, my niece, Orange County, Discovery Museum, trying, my mother and Rose Comments
Adjusting My Balance
Adjusting My Balance
Finding Hope, TeachingcynthiaMay 30, 2008Dunn Middle School, Marc Kummel, Treebeard, balance, graduation, wisdom, Neil Young Comments
When the House Felt Suddenly Singular and Still
When the House Felt Suddenly Singular and Still
MemoircynthiaMay 26, 2008dogs, loss, Terra, pets Comments
Farewell to My Friend Terra
Farewell to My Friend Terra
MemoircynthiaMay 20, 2008dogs, loss Comments
The Audacity of Cope
The Audacity of Cope
CommentarycynthiaMay 18, 2008Obama, election, hope, UCSB, politics Comments
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Lines and reflections Fog at play. A hike with friends...foolproof remedy for the blues. We’re fortified now. A storied old house: “Outdoors the wind./Indoors the locked heart and the lost key.” (Louis Macniece) We ran into a skeleton, a miniature mule, and Milly today. I’m obsessed. Can you blame me?! Looking out towards Gaviota Peak the fog considers a comeback Ranch roads on this late summer morning... red vein veterinary lesson best kind of welcome Well, THIS was unexpected. And this is how we are getting to know the infinitely fascinating and oh-so-faraway Felix...sigh. When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand still and look around On all the hills I haven't hoed, And shout from where I am, What is it? No, not as there is a time to talk. I thrust my hoe in th In a dark time the eye begins to see (Roethke) a walk adorned by swirls of fog The shy return of clouds.
“Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.”
— Mary Oliver
 

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