Category: Stories
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The Ramble
It is full summer here in Vermont, and the focus of everyday life has shifted outside. The promised, and much-needed, rain has held off and the morning is lovely, the sky a rich cerulean blue punctuated by thin white clouds. Last evening was one of those classically cool Vermont evenings, accompanied by a splendid sunset,…
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The Everyday Sacred
I once had a vision in which I saw that much of life’s arc is fated. In the vision, a spirit pointed this out to me, then advised me that the one thing I had some control over was my response to what happened. Occasionally I remember this vision and my anxiety for the future…
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Summer and E. B. White
Last evening clouds moved in just before sunset, obscuring the rising full moon. This morning, just a few wispy remnants remain in an otherwise clear sky. It was a short night as we went to bed late and awoke early. The darkness was cool and we enjoyed sleeping under the comforter, awakening to a soft,…
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In This house Made of Dawn
A rainy morning following a wet night, the moisture most welcome in this dry summer. It rained much of yesterday as well, the soft female rain alternating with a pelting male rain, soaking deep into the thirsty ground. For the first time in a while we donned long sleeve shirts against the damp and chill.…
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