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Something I haven’t saved.

July 6, 2010

In this month’s theme of “saved” and on the eve of the three-year anniversary of my wedding, I am contemplating that thing I was unable to save—my marriage. Tomorrow is July 7, 2010. I was married on 07-07-07—ostensibly a favorably auspicious date—to a man with whom I believed my life was destined to be entwined. [...]

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Malo, Washington home and acreage for sale – $239,000

June 4, 2010

Buy my sister’s house please. So she can move to Florida, and I can go visit her there and get some sunshine for pete’s sake. (Rain in Seattle ALL June, is that what’s in store?) Hand-crafted home on 4.29 wooded acres near Malo in Ferry County, Washington. A wrap-around veranda for watching the sun set [...]

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Beauty Quest, cont.

March 21, 2010

Today Chris and Liz and I spent some time at the Fremont Market, sampling ebelskivers, “tandoozy”, chocolate, and picking up a carton of eggs because we’d used all of Chris’ supply for breakfast. I’ve always had a soft spot for eggs. Not so much for eating them, but for adoring them, and the creatures which [...]

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More robberies in my neighborhood.

May 29, 2009

Sad news around these parts today. Found this mess this morning. Looks like a raccoon or a squirrel had their way with the contents of this little birdhouse. I’ve had my eye on this house for awhile, with some concern. It’s perched atop a four-by-four post on our deck, just three feet from the ground. [...]

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Glimpses from the edge. 6.

March 27, 2009

I think I was wrong this morning about the flicker making a racket pecking on something. And I am so happy to be wrong: the Pileated just landed on the suet. The Pileateds haven’t been around for months!! and I’ve missed them. After scarfing suet, he flew off into the ravine to peck at snags [...]

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Glimpses from the edge. 4.

March 21, 2009

The air was below freezing at 7:30 this morning, and so still. The small birds tweeted now and again, but the herons were generally silent. I carried my cup of coffee and my little binoculars to the edge of the ravine and peered. A few herons were perched high atop some maples along the west [...]

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