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Monthly Archives: November 2006
Chiaroscuro Dog
Although Bonnie is nearly twelve years old and increasingly arthritic, she still gallops the length of a park, joyful to be outside and able to smell the scents of the world. I came upon her yesterday, sitting in a slash … Continue reading
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Because you just never know when you're going to need a tamborine
It’s just sitting in the dining room, next to the salt and pepper shakers. You know, just in case we need to break into song.
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Mount Hood and Firestone
In the mid-1980′s, when my parents were looking for places to move in order to get our family out of Los Angeles, my mom had a dream. She dreamed that we were living someplace with views of a beautiful mountain. … Continue reading
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Sunrise
Until this morning, it had been years since I saw the sun rise. I’ve never been much of a morning person, but today I found myself on an Amtrak train at 5:15 am, speeding from Philadelphia to Newark, NJ. As … Continue reading
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Random Friday–I'm leavin' on a jet plane
But I know when I’ll be back again (next Friday). I’m heading to Portland today for a week. This will be the first Thanksgiving I’ll celebrate on the west coast since 2001 and I’m really looking forward to it. I’m … Continue reading
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Memories of place
This afternoon my mom and I started talking about a Safeway that was near my high school in Portland, that no longer exists. It was poorly lit and slightly dirty. The parking lot drains were always clogged with fallen leaves, … Continue reading
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An essay of place
Last Thursday I had an assignment due for one of my classes. It was to be an essay about a place, and being that there is no more story-chocked place in my life than my apartment, I wrote about my … Continue reading
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Fork You
Sometime last spring, Scott and I started talking about making a food video podcast. We spent most of the spring trying to name it and finally settled on Fork You. Thad and Angie came on board to help us out … Continue reading
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A half-dozen short paragraphs
It’s close to midnight and work for my class tomorrow night calls frantically. If it weren’t for my NaBloPoMo commitment, chances are good that I wouldn’t be posting. But I like finish what I start, and so I’m here, diligently … Continue reading
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Cranberry Bread
The first time I made cranberry bread, I was 8 years old. My mom helped me toast the walnuts and chop the cranberries in her Vitamix, but left the rest of the measuring and stirring up to me. We took … Continue reading
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