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800 notebooks
800 notebooks Lying about Open and waiting Notes about weather About bugs on windshields About babies and teenagers About love About hate About the future And oh so many pages about the past Continue reading
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escribí esto para mi tío – July 2021
The elders are goingOne by one they take their leavelast breathesOr whispered goodbyesSometimes without any words at all Thin tall framesShort lumpy ones tooHeads full with memories and songs Ever varying shades of gray They’ve gathered all their daysIn a white cloth made of cottonAnd tied them to a stickWith a stringAnd thrown them over Continue reading
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in the rooms living
down the hall laughter rings bouncing off of walls dipping underneath archways coming my way in the next room voices deep in that room little ones are arguing she pleads her case while she stands her ground the water running in that sink sings along to the tune from that pocket the twang hums the Continue reading
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February 2021 {yarnalong}
Even though the yarnalong link up isn’t happening just now — if I remember I am still sharing what I’m reading and knitting— it’s a nice practice to keeping a record. I’m knitting Joanna’s cozy knee socks in a casual knit along for February ~ it’s a lovely free pattern that you can find here. Continue reading
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tiny
Tiny silver spoon I’m so happy to have met you Me in my jeans and flip flops Shiny from car air and the miles You in that trap made of logs Did the sign say they were hand crafted? Building square and tall In the shadow of all those trees Next to that highway Brimming Continue reading
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January Yarnalong 2021
I finished Gilead by Marilynne Robinson yesterday. It is beautiful and seemed to speak so much so me. I started reading A Promised Land By Barack Obama before Christmas and I have loved it as far as I’ve gotten although this is not very far at all- maybe 7 chapters. I plan to pick it Continue reading
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Away
The sun sets behind a building made of wood and stone and earth: time. She is a fireball in the sky. Burning orange with her shoulders wide, arms stretched out over the horizon, head back and into the sky. I am passenger on swift moving train racing over the miles like wind past this scene. Continue reading
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Anxiety
From the ear buds the soft monotone voices speak slowly enough for sleep to come to me. Silence is too full of the unknown for my tired mind to manage. Asleep like I am in a race. Running from thought to thought. From dream to awake to the places still and dark between them to Continue reading
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September Yarnalong
I finished the socks that I spoke of last time. I really love the greens and browns together in this Arne and Carlos Regia line. And they are perfect for Fall. I don’t think that they are for me though. I’ll write something more about that later. I am steadily working on the wee quilt Continue reading
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July {yarnalong}
I must confess that the photos I stole from my Instagram while the house sleeps are from June and not July. Our five kids and two wee visitors, hubby, the two dogs and the cat are all still, amazingly, asleep. So I type with the phone held above my head in the dim morning light Continue reading
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