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Apr.12.2014
We must be close to a full moon - but I can't be sure. I tried to google it but I failed when I encountered too many charts, various elements, contrasting elegant little figures and facts that made me click with my index and swim on into deciding that it didn't matter. I thought it must have been...
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Apr.06.2014
The teen knocked on the bedroom door in an uncharacteristically delicate manner. I was reclining on the pillows, palm to brow, measuring the potential new growth on the mountain ash that sprawled beyond the window, wishing I could be in Palm Springs, wearing interesting sunglasses, sipping a...
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Mar.30.2014
There has to be something ultimately satisfying about the s0und of a shovel slicing through the thick sods of earth on this day as it could be, metaphorically speaking,  cutting into what has been avoided all along, as if a pressing issue has suddenly been addressed and the gratification alone...
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Mar.23.2014
I combed the lawn for remnants of our past storms. Gathered them up into manageable bundles. Stowed them in the old egg basket I bought once upon a time at a yard sale in Berkeley and took it indoors and placed it by the dormant wood stove. The Small Dog watched my movements from the warmth of the...
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Mar.19.2014
I was heading home from the grocery store and came to the first roundabout and who is crossing the road but the judge from the poetry competition. And I'm watching him and thinking 'my god look it's the judge from the poetry competition crossing the road' and the only other person in the car with...
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Mar.13.2014
I wanted to scream at the woman on the radio who kept referring to Brand Ireland as she spoke about the upcoming events for St. Patrick's Day. Brand Ireland? Jesus, who was she kidding? Not me and not my kids and not my husband and all the other Irish people out there who remembered St. Patrick's...
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Mar.07.2014
I wasn't quite sure if I should feel sorry for the ponies or happy for them. I passed them on my way home from town, remarked to my son that they, the ponies, possibly Connemara ponies, looked as if someone had thrown crushed oreo cookies onto their white grey frames until some sort of...
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Feb.28.2014
You could find yourself so disappointed in humanity. You could, couldn't you? You could find yourself lost in a room full of question marks. A place of disappointment. A revolving door of finger pointing...and you can add the dot, dot, dot to the end of what you write just to put a little emphasis...
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Feb.28.2014
You could find yourself so disappointed in humanity. You could, couldn't you? You could find yourself lost in a room full of question marks. A place of disappointment. A revolving door of finger pointing...and you can add the dot, dot, dot to the end of what you write just to put a little emphasis...
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Feb.21.2014
I'm sure it was six p.m. when I took this photograph. It might have been a little after six but not by much because I was making enchiladas at the time, just about to add some cumin and chili powder, just before I decided how much to measure out when I looked out the kitchen window facing West and...
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Jan.28.2014
  I was washing up after dinner when I noticed that Small dog was acting very strange. She behaved in a hyperactive manner, jumping up into the air like a miniature ballerina as if to catch my attention. When I finally allowed her my time, I asked her if she was thirsty, to which she became...
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Jan.25.2014
I love to cook and if I'm not listening to Bach I'm tuned into the national radio station - what better incentive to get me fired, angry, rebellious, tetchy, younger than I've felt in years, adrenalin flowing better than any pill available....go on, go on....I am certainly living in the wrong...
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Jan.22.2014
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Jan.18.2014
Alright. We are a lovely little island aren't we? Struggling and being a good example to the rest of the world about how well we are doing with our cutting back and our going without and our dealing with it and our paying off the bad debts and the Troika, the Troika. Sorry, had to say that twice....
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Jan.13.2014
            Here I am. Dancing into the sky. Caught between the black and the white. Stuck on the edge. Imagining the possibilities. Either way. So long. Far to go. Winter deep now in this place and the air thin and icy like shards of cold hanging from a porch – a...
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