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Unmoored
Unmoored
Memoir, TravelCyn CarboneJuly 2, 2023memoir, grandparenting, travel, OxfordComment
Potential Realized
Potential Realized
Memoir, Finding HopeCyn CarboneJune 18, 2023memoir, tomol, Chumash, gratitude, hope, Rebecca Solnit, optimismComment
Happiness Happens
Happiness Happens
Memoir, Small PleasuresCyn CarboneJune 12, 2023happiness, childhood memories, memoir, wisdom Comments
Willing to be Dazzled
Willing to be Dazzled
Memoir, Friends, Ranch Life, Small PleasuresCyn CarboneJune 9, 2023memoir, gratitude, friends, walks, communityComment
Bring On The Stories
Bring On The Stories
Memoir, FriendsCyn CarboneMay 26, 2023memoir, stories, storytelling, community, friends, gratitude, George Bernard ShawComment
A Day At the Circus
A Day At the Circus
MemoirCyn CarboneMay 15, 2023memoir, high school, Long Island, fashion, kindness, adventure, friends, 1960sComment
Let's Put On A Show
Let's Put On A Show
Friends, MemoirCyn CarboneMay 14, 2023stories, shows, happenings, Tell Me A Story, friendsComment
In The Future
In The Future
Memoir, FriendsCyn CarboneMay 3, 2023memoir, friends, family, miracles, journals, wisdom, love, gratitudeComment
Blue: An Old Story
Blue: An Old Story
MemoirCyn CarboneApril 29, 2023memoir, mistakes, Chicago, wisdom, music, Beethoven, pettiness, learningComment
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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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