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the saturday shot … i’m expecting you
One of the first gifts my husband ever gave me was a silver pocket compass. While not at all useful, it is of great sentimental value. Having noted very early in our relationship my stellar capacity for getting lost and notwithstanding the fact that I was then a novice driving on the American (and wrong) side of the road my man…
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the saturday shot
As the title of my blog suggests, I am supposed to be taking time to “consider the lilies,” to engage in a stock-taking that will help me do better this evening, tomorrow, next week, next year. By its very design, vacation makes this an easy but somehow less satisfying avocation, for isn’t it within the minutiae and muddle of everyday…
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No rest for cancer. Rest in peace, Pat Steer.
I am a creature of habit. I count on routines and rituals to know that all is well in the world. Like breakfast – always the same – poached egg, toast, berries of some sort, an orange. Coffee from my favorite cup. Whenever I wave goodbye to my husband, three things always happen: he’ll blow a kiss, flash a peace…
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saturday shot
Shot early this morning, a sign reminding me of what Nick Cave says about the duty of an artist. The duty of us all, I think . . . . . . to stay open-minded and in a state where he can receive information and inspiration. You always have to be ready for that little artistic Epiphany.