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I feel compelled to share a few minor snafus that have recently befallen my life. In fact, it’s become my new hashtag. What happens at the lake, stays at the lake, and for damn good reason. Larry, Kelley, and I arrive at Clearlake a few days earlier than the rest of the clan to get […]

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You might think you have everything figured out, you’re batting a thousand, then life throws you a curveball, and no matter how fast or slow it comes at you, you have to decide in a split second how you’re going to manage the play. I tend to bunt. I used to think nothing will ever […]

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  Can I tell you about my day? Good, because if I don’t let it out it’s going to escape in some other form, and at my age excessive flatulence is unbecoming. By midday I had written extra strength Tylenol on the grocery list three times. Most of you will agree, sheltering in place is […]

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Have you ever played with a pill bug? You know the ones that curl up into a ball and you can roll them around the palm of your hand. I loved them as a kid, they seemed mysterious, and the idea that they could instantly create this protective shell was intriguing to my younger self. […]

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You’ve heard the adage bloom where you are planted? Well, that sort of rubbed me the wrong way, I started thinking about what kind of growth one should expect in the time of corona, with COVID for soil. And no fertilizer! My dad had a great sign that he staked in his garden, it said […]

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“When she smiles, the lines in her face become epic narratives that trace the stories of generations that no book can replace.” Curtis Tyrone Jones It’s dusk, I’m rocking two naked grand babies in an over sized nursery room rocker, they are not only identical, but perfectly replicate my memories of motherhood, including the exhaustion, […]

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The Set-up Edward Lindaman says one of life’s most fulfilling moments occurs in the split-second when the familiar is suddenly transformed into the dazzling aura of the profoundly new. This is my objective, making the familiar new, Edward’s a little more flowery. Whatever. I’m not big on resolutions, I make them, but they fizzle as […]

I live in Campbell. My house faces North, on a typical suburban road, where the homes are so tightly packed, I have to squeeze myself out of the neighborhood from time to time, like oil from tuna, in order to breath. James Dunham, of Campbell, our infamous serial killer, must of felt squeezed, when he murdered […]