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Yes and No-vember
Yes and No-vember
Friends, MemoircynthiaNovember 24, 2013walks, November, Cornelia, Gaviota Peak, saying yes, advice, wisdom, seasons Comment
I Paint You A Picture But It Never Looks Right
I Paint You A Picture But It Never Looks Right
Commentary, MemoircynthiaNovember 23, 2013Andrew Bird, Music, Chicago Comments
Life's Chastening Effect
Life's Chastening Effect
Commentary, MemoircynthiaNovember 20, 2013Treacy, disillusionment, Orange County, JFK Comment
Bike Shop
Bike Shop
Friends, MemoircynthiaNovember 17, 2013bike shop, bicycles, Sea Schwinn, friendship, childhood, bicycle friends Comments
A Friendly Visit
A Friendly Visit
Memoir, On Writing, Ranch Life, Small PleasurescynthiaNovember 11, 2013eldercare, visiting the elderly, kindness Comment
Sunday Sunset
Sunday Sunset
Memoir, Friends, Family History, Small Pleasures, Ranch LifecynthiaNovember 11, 2013photo, wonder, momentsComment
Open Land
Open Land
Friends, Nature, Ranch LifecynthiaNovember 10, 2013art, Kit Cossart, Lompoc, ranch life, California, landscapes, Gaviota, Santa BarbaraComment
Getting There
Getting There
Books and publications, Memoir, On Writing, Teaching, TravelcynthiaNovember 5, 2013my book, memoir, Getting There, Kam Jacoby, writingComment
Knit Happens
Knit Happens
Memoir, Poetry, Small PleasurescynthiaNovember 4, 2013Santa Barbara, knitting, CareyComment
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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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