Tag: stories
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Oh, Deer! In the yard!
A clear, deep blue sky this frosty morning, by far the coldest dawn thus far in the season. The frost lay thick upon the leaves and grass as we walked into the village to have breakfast with a dear friend. Apparently a lot of other people had the same idea as we found ourselves waiting…
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On “The Shapes of Native Nonfiction”
A bright, seasonably cool day. The stiff breezes of the past few days have finally subsided somewhat. Wait! As soon as I wrote this the wind picked up and is moving the mostly bare tree branches vigorously. I’ve been reading experimental essays by a host of Native American writers in Shapes of Native Nonfiction, edited…
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A Mid-November Day
A warm sun-lit day. Heavy rain overnight left leaf covered cars and a few puddles. There is a stiff westerly breeze which brings a chill to outdoor excursions. While many of the trees are now bare, the Japanese maples have mostly retained their leaves and colour. Their reds and maroons now dominate the landscape, along…
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Deer In the Field
A seasonably warm day, pleasant enough that Nori spent twenty minutes on the porch. Here and there a few leaves cling to trees. From my window I can see determined reds among the scant dangling browns and tans. There are fewer berries on what’s left of the Poke Berry, just enough to entice the birds…
