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Monday, December 14, 2009

Hag with a bag - and a warning

Good Morning, dear Whoever You Are-- We have a slick beginning to the day out here. How slick is it? Slick enough for a Big Important Editor to slide headfirst into a piece of my writing and read past the first page? In fact as I crunched over frozen grass past a neighbor’s red car, an icy coating... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 11, 2009

I've fallen off the Christmas wagon . .

I've fallen off the Christmas wagon and can't get up! What happened to my previous fanatical enjoyment of this holiday? Where did it go? Am I the only one? Our record-low temperatures out here have prevented me from beginning my usual baking frenzy which I love to do... Why? Because the extra... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 10, 2009

Man Magic

What would be certain disaster for me was, for my old man, merely a task to take in hand. How do they know instinctively what to do? I hunkered down in the trailer or dashed out to melt the surface of the block of ice that is the birds' communal watering hole (by using a small hand-held blowtorch),... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Slicing Moon

We have no snow, but flicks of silver floated like dust motes through the security lights around the dumpster as I went to toss in my daily offering. The silver flicks must be moisture leaving the air? It sure does feel dry, reminding me of real winter like old timers had, not the sissy Pacific... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Taking Out The Trash

My head is empty as a coconut. I think getting the laundry into a washer took my very last brain synapse just when I needed it for a first blog entry. Only thing I remember taking notice of was the bright moon, sharp and thin, riding high on knotted clouds as, far below, I headed to the dumpster... Sign in to see full entry.

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