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Nov.21.2008
Last week, the time came to make some hard choices. I had felt the moment hovering around my peripheral mindspace for months, the tension building, the confusion and chaos and indecision swirling like mist on the slopes of the mountains right before it snows, warning me that change was coming. It...
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Jul.22.2008
I watch a raven perch on a large green pottery dish I have set out on a stump just at the edge of the woods. I fill the dish for the birds most days with water from one of the rain barrels. It is the hot, dry, dangerous height of summer in the mountains. The raven dips a black beak into the liquid...