Category: Grief and Fear
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Veterans’ Day Eve
A wet, calm, densely foggy day, leaves floating ever so slowly down in drifts of colour. Last night we had an intense thunderstorm, lightening rippling across the sky in all directions. The heavy rain stripped most of the leaves from our trees, although a few maples are insistently holding on to colour. I have not…
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Some Thoughts on Story
A gusty morning following high winds and rain overnight. The shy is clear and the late autumn sun is brilliant. Somehow, many of the trees edging our yard have kept their burnished leaves through all this storminess. I had a lovely streaming conversation with former students, now friends, last night. We caught up with each…
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Sitting With Suffering
At sunrise, the sun illumines the brilliant red leaves of our maples. It is a cooler day of sun and cloud, the breeze producing brief showers of leaves from the trees. We’ve moved the overwintering plants into the house and this morning I wander room to room with a watering can. I’m reading through Natalie…
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Total Art, Total War
We are still fighting the Civil War and the First World War, with no end in site.
