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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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Is there such a thing as too much time on your hands? Yes, I believe so. And there is also a thing about balancing how you spend your precious time. Larry and I have been spending just about every waking hour together, and I’m discovering things about this man that I never knew, and believe […]

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It’s April, the landscape is bursting with color, we’re sheltering in place up at the lake as a way of salvaging our sanity, but in truth I’m here to engage the scenery and the silence, to come to the edge of my imagination, and to write. As Wayne Dyer claims everything that’s created comes out […]

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Was it only four weeks ago when I’d fill my coffee mug and walk over to a co-workers desk to discuss curriculum? Five of us all crammed in one tiny office, we knew what each other ate for lunch, and how to diffuse most any situation with humor. I’d head home in the evening, deal […]

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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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“Hevel, hevel, everything is utterly hevel.” Ecclesiastes 1:2 The search is on, what is the meaning of life, not just mine, but all life. I’m obsessed with the word hevel. It appears thirty-eight times in Ecclesiastes, part of the wisdom literature, and loosely translates to something akin to smoke, vapor, or fog. Like the fog, […]

I’m sitting in the doublewide chair at the lake house, staring out the picture window, observing the constant movement of swallows, ducks, and geese as they interact with the watery environment. It’s late summer, a familiar pungent aroma melds with the dank environment, as if a massive compost has sprung up in the backyard, when […]