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La Mia Famiglia in Italia
La Mia Famiglia in Italia
Family History, Memoir, TravelcynthiaJune 24, 2012Boscoreale, family, Italy Comment
Father's Day
Father's Day
Family HistorycynthiaJune 17, 2012photo, my father Comment
Sometimes, When the Light
Sometimes, When the Light
PoetrycynthiaJune 16, 2012poetry, Lisel Mueller, light, childhood, yearning Comment
Just Off the Freeway
Just Off the Freeway
Travel, MemoircynthiaJune 15, 2012Los Angeles, travel, Cathedral of Our Lady of the Angels, photography, architecture, photo gallery, José Rafael Moneo, church organ, Robert GrahamComment
A Wedding
A Wedding
Finding Hope, Friends, MemoircynthiaJune 12, 2012wedding, teaching, kids growing up Comments
It's OK Not to Write
It's OK Not to Write
Memoir, On Writing, PoetrycynthiaJune 9, 2012writing, why write?, Pico Iyer, Mark Twain, W.S. Merwin, Berryman, Annie Dillard, self-critique, editing, being a writer, blogging, Ron Padgett Comments
While Venus Passed
While Venus Passed
Memoir, Family History, Finding HopecynthiaJune 7, 2012elderly parents, my mother, Orange County, kindness, duty, Orange Circle, votingComment
Today
Today
Ranch LifecynthiaJune 3, 2012photos, Hollister Ranch, images Comment
At the Middle of the World
At the Middle of the World
MemoircynthiaJune 3, 2012Ecuador, old people, oral history, Cuenca, homesickness, assisted living, Jaime, my mother, Esther, at the assisted living facility 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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