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Here and Now
Here and Now
Finding Hope, Friends, Memoir, Ranch Life, Small PleasurescynthiaOctober 22, 2017bees, being present, citrus, friends, grapefruit, hope, macadamia trees, monarch butterflies, orchard, the ranch Comments
A Side Trip To Brittany, With Music
A Side Trip To Brittany, With Music
Memoir, TravelcynthiaOctober 19, 2017Brittany, music, Oxford Comments
In Pembrokeshire
In Pembrokeshire
TravelcynthiaOctober 12, 2017coastal path, friends, hikes, Pembrokeshire, Wales, walksComment
From The Far Side of the Ocean
From The Far Side of the Ocean
Memoir, TravelcynthiaOctober 10, 2017coffee shop, Cowley Road, dreams, England, family, Oxford, travel, Van MorrisonComment
On An Airplane
On An Airplane
Memoir, TravelcynthiaOctober 8, 2017airplanes, flight, travelComment
A Palmier Moment
A Palmier Moment
Memoir, Small Pleasures, TravelcynthiaOctober 7, 2017daughters growing up, life lessons, memories, palmier, Paris, Proust, travelComment
Preparing For Our Journey
Preparing For Our Journey
UncategorizedcynthiaSeptember 10, 2017Comment
The Tragedy and Travesty
The Tragedy and Travesty
Commentary, Finding Hope, MemoircynthiaSeptember 9, 2017Comment
Walking Home
Walking Home
Memoir, Ranch LifecynthiaSeptember 6, 2017friends, nights, ranch life, summer, walksComment
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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 best kind of welcome Ranch roads on this late summer morning... red vein veterinary lesson 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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