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Feathers
Feathers
MemoircynthiaOctober 12, 2016Yom Kippur, my father, William Stafford, feathers, my mother, grief, missing my father, cloudsComment
New York Glimpses
New York Glimpses
TravelcynthiaOctober 9, 2016architecture, brooklyn, candid shots, details, Manhattan, New York, photos, street scenes, subways, wandering, photography, gallery, imagesComment
Patterns, Color, Light
Patterns, Color, Light
TravelcynthiaOctober 9, 2016brooklyn, color, images, light, New York, patterns, photosComment
Brooklyn Again
Brooklyn Again
Memoir, TravelcynthiaOctober 7, 2016brooklyn, childhood memories, Flatbush, New York, Holy Innocents, St. Mark's, Coney Island Avenue, Scottie, election, politicsComment
On Labor Day
On Labor Day
Family History, MemoircynthiaSeptember 5, 2016childhood memories, chiropractic, family history, Labor Day, my father, Sharon Olds, Saverio William Carbone Comments
Brief Companionship
Brief Companionship
Friends, Memoir, Ranch LifecynthiaSeptember 4, 2016dogs, walks, ranch lifeComment
Re-Play
Re-Play
Memoir, Ranch LifecynthiaAugust 29, 2016coyote, ranch life, summerComment
The Bread Bakers
The Bread Bakers
Friends, Small Pleasures, MemoircynthiaAugust 29, 2016baking bread, jeanne, learning, memoir, Carey, bakingComment
In Pursuit of Perseids
In Pursuit of Perseids
Nature, Ranch Life, Small PleasurescynthiaAugust 12, 2016meteors, Perseids, ranch life, memoir, starsComment
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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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