Tired Tuesday. . . with a Touch of Joy!
This week so far, it’s taking all I have to keep my classes lively, remember my husband’s name when I get home, and try to stay awake until 9 p.m., which seems the earliest possible…
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Running in Vancouver, Dreaming Paris . . . Bridging the Two . . .
It’s not looking good for running this week. Ice everywhere, and you know I really don’t need another bad fall. But I remembered that on the run that culminated dramatically in my last fall, I’d…
View PostSurprise! It’s Winter!
The view this morning from my deck — a surprise snowfall during the night. I was so hopeful when I opened my eyes at 5, saw the thick dusting of white on the fir branches…
View PostThinking, Running, Knitting, Writing. . . . it’s all so foggy!
Bit by bit, I’ve been trying to finish the next post in my gripping series about Extroversion, Introversion, and what it all has to do with my curls. I know what I glimpsed when I…
View PostMending . . .
I took this photo at the turn-around point of my ill-fated run on Saturday, well before I tripped and splatted myself all over the sidewalk. The floral arrangement placed on the stump there has been…
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