Category: Disability
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Early May and Migration
It’s May, although if one used the weather as a marker it would still be early April. Today is gray and chill, cold enough the furnace came on. Flowering plants of all types are in full regalia and the annual bird migration, while aa bit delayed, is in full swing. I have finally heard warblers!…
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Breath
A bright, breezy midsummer’s day, the humidity slowly ascending, bringing the possibility of increasingly illusive rain tomorrow. The breeze whips the foliage, casting cinematic shadows through the shallow swale that runs behind our home. I’ve the window by my desk open and that same breeze breathes air into the room, warmth on the exhale and…
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Covid Sunday Blues
Sunday afternoon. Bright sun, milky blue skies, and cool for this time of year. The sun rests a bit higher in the east than a month ago, even as temperatures have fallen. On the marsh and in the bay a thin coating of ice has formed; it swishes with the wind and tide. We’ve continued…
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Singing in the Coal Mine
So…… in spite of my best intentions I have not posted in quite a while. No excuse really, just a nagging sense that things are spiraling into a new epoch of destruction that threatens to break my heart. The everydayness of catastrophe steals the words from my very mouth.
