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Tag Archives: walks
the dog and I – November 16
11.16.2016 the dog and I take different walks together one staring downward in thought, other times head up noticing a leaf blowing, birch tree across the pond, light in the bottom half of a third window to the left, … Continue reading
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Tagged animal, appreciation, differences, diversity, enjoyment, experience, friends, human, joys, nature, observation, sensate, senses, walks
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a glimpse of light – November 22
11.22(8).2015 ducks quack sun low in the sky water falling into a leaf filled pool we walk into a dark tunnel of trees, our eyes wide and searching always searching for a glimpse of the light. ——————
a tug on the leash – July 29
7.29.2014 the dog stops more often on our walks now to sniff, to lift a leg, to squat or perhaps to fake one of these so that he can take a breath as he ages. I tug at … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, aging, bodies, body awareness, compassion, dog, grace, mortality, nature, walks
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it all aches – May 21
5.21 It all aches. every step on the evening walk around the block. thighs, back, neck, ankles. have I missed any parts. at least I have parts. the way of woundedness, being better to move than to mould. … Continue reading
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Tagged aches, aging, character, determination, endurance, pain, persistence, reflection, walks
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