Category: Cycles
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A Frosty Morning
We awoke well before sunrise on what has become a sunny, hazy, 18 degrees F morning. We are nearing the end of an extended cold snap that was punctuated by light snow events. Very beautiful. We had a houseful for the New Year’s holiday, which was great fun. Way too many baked goods, lots of…
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Oh, Deer! In the yard!
A clear, deep blue sky this frosty morning, by far the coldest dawn thus far in the season. The frost lay thick upon the leaves and grass as we walked into the village to have breakfast with a dear friend. Apparently a lot of other people had the same idea as we found ourselves waiting…
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On “The Shapes of Native Nonfiction”
A bright, seasonably cool day. The stiff breezes of the past few days have finally subsided somewhat. Wait! As soon as I wrote this the wind picked up and is moving the mostly bare tree branches vigorously. I’ve been reading experimental essays by a host of Native American writers in Shapes of Native Nonfiction, edited…
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Past Peak
A lovely late October day. The temperature this morning stood near freezing but here, not far from the shore, there was still no frost. Still, Nori the cat wisely thought better of spending much time before the briefly open door or even on the sun porch, which, as it is on the north side of…
