tiny miracle

My beagle won’t poop in the rain. Sunday morning there was a storm that included flash flood warnings. I knew then (at 6am when the obnoxiously loud weather alarm sounded on my cell) that this was going to be a rough day for my little muppet. I’m not sure if it’s a beagle trait, but…

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new day

Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety. Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and…

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love is life

We’re on the verge of starting a new month (March already?!). I’m only a little bit frazzled. It’s amazing the amount of pressure I put on myself to get things done. Meanwhile I miss people’s birthdays and don’t call my Mom nearly enough. I often wonder how people with children (i.e. more responsibilities than me)…

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paper sky

August When my eyes are weeds, And my lips are petals, spinning Down the wind that has beginning Where the crumpled beeches start In a fringe of salty reeds; When my arms are elder-bushes, And the rangy lilac pushes Upward, upward through my heart; Summer, do your worst! Light your tinsel moon, and call on…

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