Category: native american
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Advent: Holding Fast to a Good Dream for the World
Today dawned chilly and bleak, with a skiff of snow on the garden walkways. Now the clouds are thinning and there is the promise of sun late in the day. The calendar page has turned and we find ourselves firmly in December. The birds and squirrels have made themselves at home at the feeder, and…
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Words for a Wordless Time
I’ve been left wordless. In spite of that, I’ll try to write something in response to recent events; these events demand words and actions. The weather has turned, and remains, warm and dry. Most of the trees, save the oaks, have lost their leaves. Like last year, here in November there are few signs of…
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Late Autumn Wonderings
After days of cloud (it is November), there are patches of blue sky, marking a perfect contrast to the burnt orange oaks and maples still holding their leaves. The ever-present November wind shakes the trees, stops, then returns. The freeze a couple of nights ago killed the front garden, yet the back garden, mostly prepared…
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