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Nov.07.2010
Walking in the salt-tinged rain this morning brought us to our senses. Or rather, it brought our senses more to life.  We heard the loud crack of giant rocks banging and clacking in the surf while cold drizzle coated our jackets and faces.  The tossing and tilting waves spewed salt-laden mist...
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Oct.29.2010
Posted a photo of my inside writing environment. This French Château in Monterey is 82 years old. One of the best built homes in the community, and completed when John Steinbeck lived down the road in Pacific Grove. I will finish writing my new high-concept manuscript here, REGGIE ROCKETSHIP AND...
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Oct.20.2010
I kick off the covers, roll to my side and sit up, feel every joint and muscle begin a chorus of complaints.  When I stand up, which is more a slow-motion conflict between gravity and body parts trying to resist, a memory of a long-ago yoga class slithers through my mind and exits with a dark look...
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Sep.12.2010
Devilish cold gripped our necks and turned our hands to stone.  It's summer in Pacific Grove still, and little mean 'ol Mother Nature is getting her kicks, taking a wry humorous turn as trickster, but so can we when we want to, especially when the low rumble of old cars make their presence known...
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Sep.10.2010
Here and there today, I noticed wilting flowers, bird poop, and potholes in the road. That dismal little list hardly accounts for the things I am grateful for, which makes it odd I recall them at all.  It makes me realize something, though, about what I am most grateful for. In the long intervals...
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Sep.06.2010
The sun lifted up out of the Gabilan Mountains to the east, spreading sweet light on the morning.  I woke up hungry and everything looked like food, still felt like summer.  After a succulent brunch of plums, grapes, cheese and Canadian bacon, I finished my mug of coffee and said yes, let's walk...
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Sep.02.2010
Remember Summer?  In Pacific Grove we  used to have one every year.  The fog hung around until late morning, and then it burned away and we had sunshine!  We managed to get our work done before noon, if we were lucky, then down to the beach.  After splashing in the warmed salt water pool, down to...
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Sep.01.2010
Summer strolled up and laid itself in a hammock today, smiling. If a day can be an icon for a whole season, today was that day.  It was sun filled, with an aching pure loveliness at every turn.   Thinking back, I was filled with equanimity and didn't even notice if things were going wrong.  Wrong...
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Aug.31.2010
It's the end of the day, and the world is quiet.  I hear the very faint whisper of my laptop, the hum of car tires out on the road.   Once in a while I hear that odd whistling test-signal noise ears make inside, but not right now.  I would hear it very loudly right now if it were to start.  It is...
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Aug.30.2010
Hide the children, lock the doors, kneel in front of your santos and stay away from sharp objects.  This has been one weird week, and I don't know when it's going to finally go away.  Astrologers out there, what do you make of it? First, my neighbor's water heater lost its 50 gallons of water all...