Entries Tagged as 'Love'

Milestones and Puppy Steps

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Am I allowed to say it? Alternately, when will I stop saying it? These weeks have been busy: the events in question are now nearly a fortnight gone. Goals I rarely set goals for myself, whether qualifiable or quantifiable. I suppose I am not so wired? Or I don't find goals useful? I had a [...]


In Which I Ask Too Many Questions, or Circles & Arcs

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Every day is a return to start. Every day is the turning of another circle, so long or just so arced. The Earth spins each day and skips onward about the Sun, as we all—from Sun to maligned Pluto—inscribe some path so far indeterminate in shape through the stars. You shared this song with me [...]


One Year Returniversary

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Unplanned but fortuitous: I dined and reunited this evening with Team Grupo Do-It. This Seattle gathering was comprised of the majority of the 2010 Costa Rica crew, so named for a mammoth hardware & construction store we passed on a weekend outing. Yes, the store was called “Grupo Do-It.” How could we not be inspired? [...]


Home and Thanks

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We had not prepared a Thanksgiving dinner here, at my childhood home in Hamilton, for over twenty years. The turkey came out well, all the same—I did not dry out the white meat. My sister and her husband Mark (the vegetarians) stuffed and subsequently baked a pumpkin that was not nearly as large as Nicole's [...]


Robbins, Love, Seattle

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I have, just now in this moment, finished reading another farcical fiction, another over-mystical navel-gazer, by Tom Robbins: Still Life with Woodpecker. Although in fact featuring prominently other themes, the novel opens with and focuses on "one serious question." Who knows how to make love stay? I will not offer my own wisdom on the [...]


Coffee and Faces

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Monsters of Folk - Say Please This is what I looked like on December 19, 2008. This is what I looked like on April 2, 2010, the last time my hair was of this length. And this is what I look like today. My hair does seem to be the same length as it was [...]


The Moon and Lakes and Blueberry

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I feel as if I have so much to say , so much building up in my head and heart, but then fail over and over to embark on any descriptive journey. Shall we? Let us. Let us go. Let go. I have a tendency to remark, seriously and sometimes not so much so, "The [...]