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A fond memory of snow: the bright stillness of night, everything aglow. The best and gentlest man I know with my favorite, and almost nineteen year-old, girl. At Bob’s Red Mill, the white is a sheet of ice. I bought a cardamom bun, scads of dry beans, and a 25-pound bag of whole wheat flour. [...]

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If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. [...]

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Pep Talk from Kid President I needed this today, maybe you did, too. Oh, and by the way, YOU are awesome, truly.

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Happy Sunday! Yesterday was a lovely day, straight from my Colorado childhood, with fat flakes dancing and swirling and uttering hush. We walked to the park with our cardboard “sleds” to join the multitudes. It was a mellow ride compared to the toboggans and saucers, but no less fun. I laughed, loud and hearty,

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Happy Snow Day, Portland! And for everyone in the country with heaps and tons and more and more and more snow than you ever care to see, my apologies. For the first time since we moved here from Denver fifteen years ago, I am happy for this snow, even asked for it to come. I [...]

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When you go, if you go, And I should want to die, there’s nothing I’d be saved by more than the time you fell asleep in my arms in a trust so gentle I let the darkening room drink up the evening, till rest, or the new rain lightly roused you awake. I asked if [...]

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  Style My style is classic: turtlenecks, cardigans, ankle length jeans and corduroys, ballet flats, and a bit of sparkle. Heirloom Grandma Rouble’s wedding ring. I wear it with l o v e. Heartbeat Faster with cake! Warmth Milo, our little heat seeker. If there is warmth, he will find it: a lap, a heat [...]

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Walked to the Tao of Tea for a late lunch yesterday and slowly sipped the afternoon, Frozen Summit and chai. Our wander home found us at the Bagdad with just enough time to see the 3:30 showing of Her. We loved the gorgeousness of it, the architecture and moving spaces, the well captured feeling of [...]

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I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights [...]

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  The wild hairs are grey. Sounds like a title to a poem, hmmm… “Fake” typing: typing so fast that it makes me giggle and swear there are no real words being created. Oh, but there are! No cat was harmed during the making of this photograph. L I G H T ! ! After [...]

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And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. Kahlil Gibran

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Good Friday afternoon to you, dear reader! How are you? I’ve got a belly full of dried cherries and am thusly content. Have I ever told you that cherries are my favorite fruit? Well, here we are again if I have. Yup,yup. This was yesterday, happily eating a late lunch at The Sudra, just me [...]

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Normality is a paved road: it’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it. Vincent Van Gogh … Happy Sixty-Fifth Birthday, Daddy! Thank you for teaching me, in your bold way, that normality isn’t all it’s cracked up to be: to not bend to the will of the crowd to like The Doors and [...]

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Pariah – As difficult as it can be to navigate the waters of high school, imagine the added burden of being lesbian in a community generally not accepting of gay people. The poignant rendering of crushes and confusion, love and family, of caring for those who matter most, and being rejected by them, too. It [...]

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Hello, and happy Monday to you! I’m gonna make this lickety-split quick because I need to exercise, specifically push-ups with Shiva Rae for my challenge. If you are a local and like the arts, more specifically, modern dance, please do yourself a ginormous favor and buy tickets to POV Dance 3×3! I went last weeke

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Landscape Isn’t it plain the sheets of moss, except that they have no tongues, could lecture all day if they wanted about spiritual patience? Isn’t it clear the black oaks along the path are standing as though they were the most fragile of flowers? Every morning I walk like this around the pond, thinking: if [..

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So that post yesterday, maybe you liked it, which would delight me. Maybe you didn’t, maybe because you suffer from depression and want to smash my face for having the audacity say that shit will even work. You know what? Sixteen years ago, I would have been right there with you. You see, I suffer [...]

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I was recently asked if I was for real. At first I didn’t know what the question meant. Flesh? Blood? And thought, just to be cheeky, “Nope, I am the best fucking hologram you’ve ever seen. I’m just missing the tell-tale H.” Then I realized it was a matter of my personality, my happiness, my [.

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Sunday morning, not terribly early, but new enough to witness a hoary frost. I had a strange night, waking three times, once after a dream, the variety where I thought I was awake, my body gazing upon the glow of street lamps stealing through drawn curtains. I heard rain and was absolutely delighted, the ground [...]

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words to treasure silver winter … 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 differences in our communities worldwide – and bring us all closer together in understanding through art. Would you like

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Happy Friday, peeps! That’s my darlin’ Maren, in town for holiday festivities. We made a pilgrimage to the Portland Art Museum (as is our nature), walked, talked, ate, and gave satisfyingly big squeezy hugs. It is marvelous to have friends. She is conducting a Trimpin kinetic sculpture that made the most sensati

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What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. John Steinbeck

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My Grandma Frances, sometime in the forties, I am guessing, my very favorite photo of her. She would have been ninety years old today, always proud to be a New Year’s baby. I woke up early and sang her a song in the bath. She would have liked it, would have laughed and kissed me [...]

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new camera sweet Christmas addition F O G new Triumph lattes sunset

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Always there comes an hour when one is weary of one’s work and devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart. Albert Camus … Happy Birthday, Jett!

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M E R R Y  C H R I S T M A S !

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Hello! Happy Solstice! Thank you so very much for your kind prayers, wishes, and concern for sweet Luna. I am happy to report that her surgery went very well. She was stable throughout the procedure and is getting good rest now, hooked up to a multitude of monitors but breathing on her own. Soon enough [...]

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Begin doing what you want to do now. We are not living in eternity. We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand — and melting like a snowflake… Frances Bacon

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Hello! Meet my almost great-niece Luna. I say almost because we are not actually blood related, but even if we were, I couldn’t love her more than I already do. I was a mentor to her mom, Solveig (soul-vay), through the Big Brothers Big Sisters program some ten years ago and can’t imagine my life [...]

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I wonder if the earth, when frozen and unyielding, scented by the two notes of acrid exhaust and wood smoke, intends for the thaw to be so glorious. For every pore to release days and days of sweetness in one heady gasp, and for me, in perfect time, to venture outside in communion. I perform [...]

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