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That Old Habit
That Old Habit
Finding Hope, Memoir, Quarantine Diary, Ranch LifeCyn CarboneMay 30, 2020walks, ranch life, hope, commentary
When Felix Made His Entrance
When Felix Made His Entrance
Memoir, Quarantine DiaryCyn CarboneMay 24, 2020grandmother, new baby, pandemic, hope
It’s What We Do
It’s What We Do
MemoirCyn CarboneMay 22, 2020wisdom, ranch life, walks, friends
A Walk, With Diamonds
A Walk, With Diamonds
Quarantine Diary, Ranch Life, Nature, MemoirCyn CarboneMay 19, 2020walks, pandemic, ranch life
Waiting
Waiting
Quarantine Diary, Nature, MemoirCyn CarboneMay 15, 2020ranch life, time's passage, wind
Notes From the Sofa
Notes From the Sofa
Memoir, Quarantine DiaryCyn CarboneMay 13, 2020Viktor Frankl, bicycles, coping, pandemic, wisdom, life lessons
Fog Light
Fog Light
Memoir, Quarantine DiaryCyn CarboneMay 9, 2020my mother, fog, pandemic, dreams, life lessons, Pema Chodron, On Being
Estranged
Estranged
Memoir, Friends, Commentary, Quarantine DiaryCyn CarboneMay 8, 2020memoir, pandemic, aging, coping
The Past We Are Living
The Past We Are Living
Memoir, Quarantine DiaryCyn CarboneMay 5, 2020pandemic, friends
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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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