Hawksley Workman’s gorgeously mournful “Autumn’s Here” keeps playing in my head, altho’ I’m so far refusing to actually pull out the CD. Besides the jellyfish washing up on the beach and the blackberries ripening faster…
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You’ll be glad to know I got out of theresting-free, and I ended up with this bowl of goodiesI played around with them for a while — you know, squished them, added oodles of sugar,…
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I got back from Vancouver last night, and sat this morning having my Oolong out on the patio, watching the sun come up over the water and trying to figure out where the whooo-whoo, whooo-whoo…
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My son commented on the phone the other evening that he’d read my latest blog post and thought it was cool that we were doing the 100-mile diet. I reminded him that what I’d said…
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I’m paraphrasing Zoom at Sea, a wonderful children’s book by Tim Wynne-Jones. I can’t look up the exact quotation ’cause the book’s long gone to the bookshelves of my grown-up daughter, but I think I’m…
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