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Our compost bin started growing vegetables for us this summer. Normally I would just yank them out, so it will all break down better and turn to compost. I let a few plants go this... More »
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Yesterday I noticed a comment on a blog post on this site that defined fear as "the absence of faith." It was noted offhandedly but it struck me. I do not agree. We are afraid... More »
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From www.poets.org : Hum by Ann Lauterbach The days are beautiful The days are beautiful. I know what days are. The other is weather. I know what weather is. The days are beautiful.... More »
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I spent the day at a high school today after over a week off from work. I had to put in a little time, partly to get ready for today, but mostly I thought little... More »
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This morning I arrived at the high school where I was scheduled to meet students and the word had already gotten to the guidance office that my step-mother had died. They were sad for me... More »
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I have never felt that I am very good at dealing with grief. It is easy to say "I'm sorry" when someone dies. That is what is supposed to say, after all. But when someone... More »
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DUST It takes thirty years to accumulate an inch of soil. If you stood still, stopped moving right now, what year would it be when you disappeared under dirt? With every breath we breathe in... More »
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Last night my mother-in-law died. She was surrounded by several people who loved her, including her wonderful daughter. Today and in days to come we remember her with love. We mourn now and celebrate her... More »
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This is revised from an earlier version. It seems appropriate for both National Poetry Month and for the upcoming tax filing deadline. DEATH DOES HIS TAXES April and finally he gets out the calculator and... More »
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Driving with my daughter this morning we saw two Canada geese fly low and land on the frozen beaver pond. It was a beautiful moment, both to welcome spring and to share with her. It... More »
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