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I don’t know that you heard it. That whoosh was summer passing, glorious as it was, chock full of every little thing I love. Long walks and sunsets and star-gazing, and spending time with my favorite people. Solveig and company visited Portland for two weeks, with five fun days at our house. We chatted in […]

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The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware. Henry Miller

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I love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. attributed to: Elizabeth Barrett Browning & Roy Croft … Sweet Luna! She’s eighteen months old now, walking, laughing, and spreading love wherever she goes.

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The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship. Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Sunday, early evening, my hand delightedly skimming the summer air. We had a lovely afternoon, with an early dinner at Guero. I had my favorite, and what I consider to be the best torta in town, the #3. It’s basically a bean sandwich, which seems unfair, because in their hands it is so much more. […]

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Our thought should not merely be an answer to what someone else has just said. Or what someone else might have said. Our interior world must be more than an echo of the words of someone else. There is no point in being a moon to somebody else’s sun, still less is there any justification […]

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Good Monday to you, dear reader. Welcome to the Rogue River and the final installment of our Oregon road trip! I’m happily typing to Jack White – the obsession continues. Thank goodness the hubster likes his music as much as I do. Mill Creek Falls Barr Creek Falls This was once lava! A living stump, […]

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Have you ever seen the movie, Throw Momma From the Train? Well, if you haven’t, add it to the queue, and pronto! It’s a gem of an 80s fil-um. Anyhow, there’s this scene where Billy Crystal is working on a line from a novel he’s writing. “The night was…moist? wet? humid?” He cannot f

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Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth […]

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Gray’s Butte Posted at a rest stop on Highway 395, pretty fabulous! The tiny specks are birds! Lake Abert This awesome side car was made by its owner. How cool is that?! He and his wife were traveling with another couple from Iowa for eighteen days around the West, and seemd to be having the […]

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Baker City: What a gem of a town, with an abundance of fine architecture under baby blue skies. We breakfasted at the Lone Pine. It felt like it was plucked out of Portland, with finely executed, yet simple fare, and impeccable service with a dazzling smile. A hush of Stevie Wonder singing on the hi-fi […]

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And so it begins… Breakfast in Pendleton: Home of the Round-Up Cabbage Hill View Point Wallowa Kombucha break in Lostine Gazing upon the Wallowas Toward Hell’s Canyon Zumwalt Prairie: Some fourteen miles of winding gravel wound us in and around one of the largest intact bunch grass prairies in the world. Vast, m

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Howdy from a spectacular vacation picnic! The hubster and I took a most fabulous and restorative road trip around Oregon, twelve days and thousands of miles to nearly every place we’ve had an itch to visit these past sixteen years. Oregon is home. The word resonates even more now. I’m currently sorting through p

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We’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are. Bill Watterson

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Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and life to everything. Plato  

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  The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience. Emily Dickinson  

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Hey there! Just in case you were wondering what happened to me, this is it! We redecorated the office and guest room, and it occupied much of our waking (and my sleeping) hours for the last month. We’d been meaning to do it for ages, but you know how it goes: time; money better spent […]

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When it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me. Sean O’Casey

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And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Imagine this is your largest serving bowl, the one you use for a crowd (maybe just your kids!), requiring your giant pot for the water that takes ages and ages to boil. B I G. This is that bowl, and I filled it with cherries! Truth be told, it actually had more in it, another […]

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Wednesday, I… awoke with the sun, to cuddles and the purring of cats. ate every strawberry I picked. set my abs and butt on fire with Cassey Ho. Silly and fun, she kills me every time! mowed and fertilized, and plunged my hands into earthy compost. heard the first steady hum of bees on blossoming […]

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A single word can brighten the face of one who knows the value of words. Ripened in silence, a single word acquires a great energy for work. War is cut short by a word, and a word heals the wounds, and there’s a word that changes poison into butter and honey. Let a word mature […]

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Good morning! A quick hello to share our strawberry bounty with you. We planted a patch last year and boy howdy are we reaping the rewards. Each morning for the past two or three weeks (not sure, it’s a strawberry haze!) we pick a big handful like this. Super sweet and delicious! I was a […]

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I love that there have been so many Atlantic poppies in the garden this year, that the seed heads are as lovely as the flowers, that there will likely be that many more this summer. Summer, who is super early or maybe just delivering the biggest Portland sneak peek I can ever recall. I also […]

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More miniatures at the Mount Hood Model Engineers Open House. Egads, soo cool! Within walking distance from our house, we’ve been itching to go for years and finally remembered on the right day and at the right time. Good golly was it fantastic. My hat is off to the kindly gentlemen of all ages, eager […]

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She, this jasmine blossom, twirled for me, fabulous float on the water of the bird bath, skirting the edges, sharing her scent, delighting my eye. … One Community is a monthly project in which participants photograph their homes and community with a theme in mind. The goal is to both showcase similarities and differen

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Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people […]

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How handsome is my favorite tennis player? After three years of letting the rackets gather dust in the basement, he’s back at it (I am, too – birds of a feather). I watched him last night, glorious sunshine and a match well played. And though he did not win, he was clearly content, smiling, hustling, […]

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There is no dusk to be, There is no dawn that was, Only there’s now, and now, And the wind in the grass. Archibald MacLeish … Happy Twenty-First Wedding Anniversary to me and the hubster, out loving, wind and grass and kisses! XOXO  

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Because a “friend” in high school forced me into bathroom with him and told me, “You know you want it.” Because straight men find it offensive to be objectified by gay men but see no problem doing the same to women. Because, while standing in a crosswalk, a man leaned out his car window to […]

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