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Let's Talk About Stucco
Let's Talk About Stucco
Memoir, Small Pleasures, Ranch LifeCyn CarboneSeptember 8, 2022grandparenting, wonder, stucco, questions, memoir, farm equipment, William StaffordComment
This Is What Happens
This Is What Happens
MemoirCyn CarboneSeptember 7, 2022memoir, Muriel Barbery, Dan Gerber, getting old
Enigma
Enigma
Memoir, FriendsCyn CarboneAugust 31, 2022Long Island, memoir, friendsComment
Tractor Dancing
Tractor Dancing
Memoir, Ranch LifeCyn CarboneAugust 28, 2022Felix, tractors, memoir, being a grandparent, Ranch life, joyComment
A Banquet and A House Party
A Banquet and A House Party
Friends, Memoir, Finding Hope, Small PleasuresCyn CarboneAugust 17, 2022political action, bike ride, friends, Airlift, joy, memoir
Tripping the Light Fantastic
Tripping the Light Fantastic
MemoirCyn CarboneAugust 8, 2022wonder, beauty, consciousness, gratitude, memoir
Inventory
Inventory
Friends, Memoir, Ranch LifeCyn CarboneAugust 6, 2022memoir, housekeeping, stuff, Carey and Ryan, neighborhood
Salt Creek
Salt Creek
MemoirCyn CarboneJuly 31, 2022music, Syracuse, Salt Creek, memoir, 1970s, Bluegrass, Bill Monroe
A Micro-Dose
A Micro-Dose
Memoir, Friends, NatureCyn CarboneJuly 23, 2022memoir, worry, Deepak Chopra, meditation, coping, Dan Gerber, Bach, 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 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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