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I woke up at 3 a.m thinking about the thirty-six border collies, covered in feces removed from the half-million-dollar Florida mansion that has been condemned. My manure pile is cleaner than that house. Pictures of better days—the owner dressed up, hair coiffed, ribbons proudly held next to dogs n…

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I’ve been told beginner’s mind, not knowing mind, responding to the world with openness, like a child, is a way to follow Christ. But sometimes I wonder if we can be too quiet, suppressing legitimate angers or sadnesses. When I walk, I try to tell God what’s going on or pray for a few friends. Out…
Mwanner/Wikimedia Commons[/caption] Fifty years ago, I was hired to do archeology at two New York State historic sites: Claremont, the home of Robert R Livingston who was one of the five who wrote the Declaration of Independence. I worked at Crown Point, an English fort located off Lake Champlain …
I walked out. Even though morning was mostly cloaked in gray clouds, the sun made the fields and distant woods glow. Slowly I watched a rainbow form, barely a whisper, one of those patches of light you’re not sure you’re really seeing. But then it brightened. Not the full bow, but a muscular bar s…
Sunday, Sept 6, 2026 Walked out this morning with fog beginning to rise, the sun a milk white eye, stunning blue pushing the clouds to the side. Walked out with glistening, delicate spider webs spun in the weeds, weeds that have been particularly beautiful this summer, especially since the redwing…
Sunday Last night we woke up at 3:00 am as lightning flashed. Bruce got up, put his pants on. (I heard the rattle of his belt.) I heard the front door close. My eyes stayed closed. I sucked on a Melatonin and tried to go back to sleep. Finally, I got up, the dog following me. “The horse had the do…
It’s been like a bath here, humidity high, a gentle storm last night. Mrs. Horse took a big drink when I came out and wrapped her legs in fancy boots to keep the flies off. She was glad for her hay cubes and hay. The redwing blackbirds, robins, meadow birds are gone. Though after I said that I saw…
The red wing blackbirds have left. This time last summer they hung out on the wires, old friends that I greeted. They watched me, then flew from wire to wire. I hoped one would land on my shoulder prove I was a saint. No such luck. This year my rowdy dog would chase them. The kildeer don’t even tr…
Remember how I told you about those mini communities that we can find in waiting rooms and grocery stores? Well, something magical happened by the grapes at Woodmans but first I need to back up a bit. A few weeks ago, I participated in a Tracking Wonder class about cultivating community through my…
This year when I went for my mammogram, I barely took a seat before I was ushered into the exam room. I changed, got squished and was on my way. For years I went to Swedish American, now UW. I wrapped the gown around my middle, held it close and sat down with other women. Some of us read a book. O…
Vastutamatussäte: Sellele lehele manustatud taskuhäälingusaade ja kunstiteosed pärinevad Katie Andraski-lt, mis on selle omaniku omand ja ei ole seotud ettevõttega Listen Notes, Inc.