From the category archives:
It occurred to me this morning as I waited for the kettle to boil, that my life here is much smaller, or perhaps, narrower, than the one I had in Los Angeles. But I mean this as a compliment. Here, I more often know the sources of the objects I interact with, the things I [...]
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“Life expands or contracts in proportion to one’s courage” ~ Anaïs Nin
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” ~ Albert Camus
What is it in the universe that’s sending so many words of wisdom my way lately?
Maybe I’m just paying attention. It’s a good time to be [...]
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It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes [...]
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THAT NOT SO great picture above shows the pot full of kale and broccoli the kids and I harvested tonight, after four inches of snow, our first snow to speak of this season, fell all over the garden and the rest of the farm. We were supposed to have a dinner party tonight, but I [...]
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