Category: Stories
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Deafening Silence
It’s lovely out, mid 50’s F, clear skies, and little wind. From the looks of things, we shall have daffodils any day now, at which point it will be spring. As I write I can hear birdsong through the closed window; most likely the sparrows are nesting just below my office/studio. I’m trying to find…
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In the Face of Erasure
After a balmy weekend, today is rainy and raw; it has become chillier as the day has gone on. Much of the rain has been heavy but for now is a fine mist. We greatly need the rain so this dark, wet day is much appreciated. I’ve been watching as the current administration deletes references…
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A Hundred White Daffodils
A blustery day, warm and windy. The clouds are thickening and there will be rain tonight. Early this morning there was a good deal of bird song that quietened when the wind rose. I’m not sure whether there was less song or whether the wind drowned it out, or both. In the yard, the first…
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A Weekend for Creativity
Today is cold and clear. Long morning shadows spill across the landscape and the local birds are beginning to defend their territories. Our witch hazel is on the verge of blossoming and buds are swelling on other trees. The weather becomes warmer and wetter by Wednesday. Yesterday Jennie’s son, Daniel, and his wife, Katie, had…
