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I woke up today thinking of this talk by Elizabeth Gilbert I had seen on TED close to a year ago. Gilbert is the author of the much hyped, ... -
I didn't even know what you were. In my rush to be in and out of the grocery store as quickly as possible, I picked you up without givin... -
My sleep habits have been atrocious lately. Atrocious, weird, and unpredictable. I'm sleep deprived and sleep saturated all at once. Las... -
"There are those days which seem a taking in of breath which, held, suspends the whole earth in its waiting. Some summers refuse to end... -
*from my sketchbook* Today I am a city girl, from Elsewhere. I no longer feel ownership of this place. I'm older, more urban, an in... -
I've been wanting to get around to doing this: homemade strawberry jam. Years ago, during a long, hot summer in Bend, I worked in the ki... -
After some deliberation, I've decided to post a segment of a short essay I wrote years ago about the Bend area. This intro sets up the e...
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