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Petal Mettle

We split up the crew, and I went plant shopping, while the others stayed behind to prepare the beds…

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The Third Way

It’s a little cooler tonight, and that’s welcome to my body ….

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Super Cell

When they predict thunderstorms, you don't really know although some track the progress of storms, but I usually don't…

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The Who

I live in a community where joiners & sawyers, whittlers & timber framers, work quietly making beautiful, handmade objects, because it what their hands want to do…

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Leaning into Spring

I leave the house with a fully packed truck: wheel barrow, buckets & tools; a thermos of nettle tea, two slices of buttered bread, and chick pea spread; a phone, a tee shirt, an empty mug for coffee, in case I decide to stop for that; a possible plan to visit with an old friend, at the tail end of the day…

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Gig Economy

The day started rainy, but dried off as I drove, skipping over a mountain gap, past the ranger station & down along the magnificent White River valley…

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Trumpets

The trumpets of spring are here again, sending out their clarion call …

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Not The Same Store

Sometimes you only know a town by its store, passing through, with no close friends about, maybe once a month…

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Sticks & Stones

Contemplating sticks is something I do, although I admit much of what they say to me goes into my unconscious rather than telling me directly…

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Cooley Glen

The rivers are gushing, still blending snow melt seamlessly with rock & debris…

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City Soil

I've occasionally lamented to folks who know me well, that I wish I could work in a public garden…

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Eclipse

Despite the threat of bears attacking them, I fill my bird feeders one more time…

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Snow Globe

“I feel like we’re living in a snow globe”, she said…

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Grief

Grief is a river, taking the form & shape of the channels it's forced through, and yet, flow is everything…

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Old Frost

“They're old people", he said, then fell silent. "How old?" I countered. "Oh, in their 70s ..." he replied…

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Babe in the Woods

I was driving back from the post office Saturday morning, and since I'd had it in my mind to try to connect a couple trails between conservation land & a local park, I decided to first drive by to gauge snowfall amounts…

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