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Sometimes You Just Say Yes
Sometimes You Just Say Yes
Memoir, Friends, Small Pleasures, Ranch LifeCyn CarboneMarch 21, 2022neighbors, Ranch life, pottery, friends, gratitude, memoir
The Weight of All These Stories
The Weight of All These Stories
Memoir, FriendsCyn CarboneMarch 15, 2022Tracy K. Smith, fire, Gaviota, friends, sister, dreams, memoir, mariachi music, La Llorona
During A War
During A War
Friends, Finding Hope, Memoir, PoetryCyn CarboneMarch 10, 2022hikes, Gaviota Coast, war, Jane Hirshfield, memoir, poetry, hope
A Quick Birthday Update
A Quick Birthday Update
Friends, MemoirCyn CarboneMarch 8, 2022birthday, friends, Perie Longo, poetry, mortality, life
Nevertheless
Nevertheless
Friends, Memoir, CommentaryCyn CarboneFebruary 28, 2022walk, memoir, Mary Oliver, William Kittredge, Dan Gerber, friends, hope, Ukraine, environment
Nobody’s Feeling Fine
Nobody’s Feeling Fine
MemoirCyn CarboneFebruary 23, 2022memoir, anxiety, pandemic, friendship
Following Felix
Following Felix
MemoirCyn CarboneFebruary 9, 2022grandparenting, Felix, being Nonna, memoir
Midafternoon Dream
Midafternoon Dream
MemoirCyn CarboneJanuary 26, 2022memoir, dream, Brooklyn, childhood, my sister, memories, Felix, being a grandparent, dreams
Make It Stop
Make It Stop
MemoirCyn CarboneJanuary 17, 2022grandparenting, Felix, Teddy Bear Picnic song, childhood, 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... veterinary lesson best kind of welcome red vein 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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