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According to the forecast, we were looking to get torrential rain all day yesterday and well into today. It didn't come yesterday and we waited for it all day today. We planned our long runs... More »
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Tomorrow morning I will rise early to head up and participate again in the Mountain Birdwatch high elevation bird survey for the Vermont Center for Ecostudies (used to be for the Vermont Institute of Natural... More »
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I have had way too many weeds in our garden this year. Last year there were hardly any. What gives is what I asked myself. I figured out before too long that the weeds came... More »
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We had planned to have a babysitter come to watch our kids this morning. She has spent time with them in the past and they have a lot of fun with her. My wife had... More »
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Yesterday morning I was driving to visit students at a nearby high school and I felt pumped to run. I had run over seven miles the day before, farther than I had gone in a... More »
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I have been rising early again to run and this morning I went out despite the falling snow. It stung my face as I ran down the slippery road in the dark. I had a... More »
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I have spent a good deal of the day in a windowless office in a high school. Since I am only here a few days each month I get bounced around depending on the day... More »
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Out for a walk yesterday and BAM what a fine scene. I kept thinking, or saying aloud, that word, BAM. Around the corner there would be a new scene of color. Leaves in a maple,... More »
