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Lighten Up
Lighten Up
Memoir, Quarantine Diary, Small Pleasures, Ranch LifeCyn CarboneJuly 25, 2020memoir, friendship
Good Peasant Stock
Good Peasant Stock
Cyn CarboneJuly 23, 2020
Be A Pilot Light, Not A Firecracker
Be A Pilot Light, Not A Firecracker
Memoir, Commentary, Quarantine DiaryCyn CarboneJuly 18, 2020comet, sky watcher, pandemic, John Lewis, hope, commentary, memoir
Her Birthday
Her Birthday
Memoir, Family HistoryCyn CarboneJuly 17, 2020my sister, Marlene
I Wish It Too
I Wish It Too
Memoir, Quarantine Diary, TeachingCyn CarboneJuly 14, 2020pandemic, teaching, journals, writing, dreams, memoir
Clarity
Clarity
Memoir, Poetry, Quarantine DiaryCyn CarboneJuly 10, 2020Derek Wolcott, poetry, pandemic, ranch life, memoir
Owning My Sadness
Owning My Sadness
Memoir, Quarantine DiaryCyn CarboneJuly 4, 2020sadness, reading, friends, pandemic
Prayer Flags
Prayer Flags
Memoir, Quarantine Diary, TeachingCyn CarboneJuly 3, 2020prayer flags, ripple effect, teaching, hope, loss, ranch life, Gaviota
Learning To Fly
Learning To Fly
Friends, MemoirCyn CarboneJune 27, 2020Greg Winterbottom, friendship, loss, memoir
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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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