Category: Stories
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A Complex Day in Monteal
Yesterday, we went to Montreal, a marvelous, if notoriously inaccessible, city for the day. We had planned to be in a workshop focused on using puppetry for working with businesses. Montreal is about two hours from here, so we were up early, aiming to leave by 6 o’clock. We finally made it out of the…
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A Karmic Debt
“It’s raining pretty good.” I’m standing on the front porch with a relative, almost any relative including my dad; the rain, a soft female rain, or a fierce male rain, falls before us, drumming on the porch roof. We are quiet, listening to the sounds of rain, and of the fields and garden reaching for…
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The Nature of Story
This morning the birds at our feeder are quiet. Perhaps this reflects the return of chilly weather; yet it stands in contrast to the din that greeted us each morning earlier this week, when the temperature was above seasonal norms. We love bird song, and have been saddened by the steady decline in songbirds, and…
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Entrophy
Yesterday was a glorious early spring day, filled with sunshine and warmth, and people filled the parks and streets, wearing mid-summer shorts and tank tops. This was, perhaps, overdoing it a bit, given the temperature was in the upper 60’s F. This morning is just a bit cooler. I’ve been thinking about the way things…
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