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Still Running With The Wolves
Still Running With The Wolves
Friends, MemoircynthiaJuly 26, 2014friendship, Cyd, Chicago, memories, Women Who Run With Wolves, sisterhood, memoirComment
Whale and Crow
Whale and Crow
PoetrycynthiaJuly 23, 2014Laguna Beach, street art, murals, poetry, Dan Albergotti, crows, whales, Judith BarringtonComment
Until Soon
Until Soon
FriendscynthiaJuly 23, 2014friends, weddingComment
Blackbirds on a Green Lawn
Blackbirds on a Green Lawn
Family History, MemoircynthiaJuly 23, 2014aging, family history, oral history, tending to elderly parents, Esther Carbone, stories, elders, caring for elderly parents, small pleasures Comments
Don't Let the Sky Horses Go Unwritten
Don't Let the Sky Horses Go Unwritten
Commentary, On Writing, TeachingcynthiaJuly 15, 2014teaching, writing Comments
Pause. Fast Forward. Pause.
Pause. Fast Forward. Pause.
Friends, Memoir, Small PleasurescynthiaJuly 14, 2014oral history, summer, time's passage, stories, Living Stories Collective, LoriComment
Peaches
Peaches
Poetry, Small PleasurescynthiaJuly 5, 2014poetry, Peter Davison, Lori and MichaelComment
I Caught A Morning
I Caught A Morning
Memoir, Ranch LifecynthiaJuly 3, 2014bike ride, morning, ranch life, Sacate Canyon, summer morningComment
On Dreams
On Dreams
MemoircynthiaJuly 1, 2014Carl Jung, dreams, dream meaning, consciousnessComment
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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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