fall | fall
Jul.21.2010
The Life Force that moves through us, and through every drop of water and layer of slick rock, is as familiar as our own breath, yet as hard to grasp as the wind that rustles the cottonwoods. We are told that the elements of science are kin to the elements of human nature: that those with Fire in...
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May.26.2010
Two years after a death, the "my deepest sympathies" are long over and done with; one is naturally expected to have gotten back to, or on with, normal life (though 'normal', as you knew it, ended with the doctor saying, "I'm sorry; we lost him.") But how else could it be? This...
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Feb.25.2010
The Tapestry
My husband and I were excited when our new tapestry of the Royal Palace arrived in the mail. It is an imported copy of the original, designed by Charles LeBrun in the late 17th century and woven at the Royal Gobelins Workshops in Paris for Louis XIV. ...
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Nov.27.2009
Four Seasons
I never much cared for Southern California—even though, for more than 20 years, I made Los Angeles my home. The irascible pleasantness of those perennially blue skies failed to synch up with the temperate climes of my Pacific Northwest upbringing. As each L.A. summer secretly slipped...
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Nov.17.2009
I have to be honest. My family doesn't share this recipe with just anyone. But we're friends, right? So, once again I am sharing the recipe for my family's pumpkin pie -- the best and easiest recipe in the world. I blogged about baking at my grandmother's house last year about this time. This...
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Nov.07.2009
I'm in awe. Crisp air, bright sunshine, swirling leaves of yellow ... and fairies, celebrating another healthy harvest.
No, I'm not hallucinating.
Today, I stopped by the local Applefest looking for candy apples, maybe a pie or two, instead I found myself in a profound moment, the kind that...
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Oct.12.2009
A backyard fire pit, snappy sparks, red lit, flying. Moonlight whispering through trees, grass, skin, eyes, oh the eyes we love, sending silent messages bigger than a Texas sky. Leaves turned cinnamon and amber, quivering and curling on limbs like tiny, arthritic hands. More eyes, laser...
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Sep.08.2009
Fall is my favorite time of the year! The leaves start changing from a dark or even neon green to my favorite colors....different shades of orange, red, and yellow. The air in the mornings and evenings is crisp and refreshing. As a child, I used to love the smell of burning leaves permeating...
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Sep.03.2009
I loved that line from the movie "You've Got Mail" where Meg Ryan's character is talking about this time of year and she uses the phrase, "bouquets of sharpened pencils." I can almost smell the scent of the wood shavings in the pencil sharpeners that hang on walls in grade...
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Sep.02.2009
I really am struggling with what to write about these past few days. I am in that spot of transition as the summer classes I teach ended last week and now new classes are slowly starting up over the next two weeks. This, in theory, means I should have more time to write and do silly things like get...
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