Tag Archives: respite

the garage door froze – October 12

10.12.2017 [the garage door froze] the garage door froze and I had to stay home. joy. noplace having to go no meetings having to attend just things left undone around the house that have been waiting, haunting that a good … Continue reading

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January thaw – January 30

1.30.2017 there’s something about a January thaw that does a body good.   we walk to the waterfall where the flows pulsing behind a yellowing wall of ice   feed into the widening maw of deep copper below   and … Continue reading

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lying fallow – December 18

12.18.2016 a lying fallow afternoon, nothing of import to do but breathe which should be enough.   for dog whose nose lies on the floor it is a full day’s work   and cat seems to have perfected the art … Continue reading

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throwbacks – June 19

6.19.2016 we sit in adirondacks on the front lawn throwbacks to when there was no internet or telly or ac.   a place to look out across our garden to where the overhead canopy melds into the street and flows … Continue reading

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emptied holy open time – November 27

11.27.2015 quiet, calm, emptied openness follows the season.   holiday, holy day, hollowed out by movement day   hurried, pushed, tiresome until   stepped down from and back from and into   quiet time, calm time, emptied holy open time … Continue reading

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clean sheets – May 16

5.16.2014 clean sheets, comfy cool sheets. stretch out and lift my soul in an ooh aah moment.   clean sheets, telling stories sheets.letting me down easy from where I landed.   clean sheets of paper that let my pencil swirl … Continue reading

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zero sense – February 12

2.12.2014 winter fire and the animals sleep, kitty snugged into her bed, dog’s back close against the brick hearth.   wisdom in their resting, quiet snores from both affirm hibernation as the only sensate sense for below zero. ——————–

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