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Short: Dusting
The inevitable happened. We woke up this morning to the first snow of the season. True, it wasn’t much more than a light dusting, bits of white clustered onto the outdoor furniture and holding stubbornly onto the shady places in the still-green grass. But it was snow. Just a little bit. Though enough to signal
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Last Day of Summer
And just like that the leaves turned yellow, the air felt crisper, and another summer drifted into memory. In three short months we managed to squeeze in quite a lot of action, particularlly considering that the world was still fairly locked down with this pandemic. We visited the mountains for two weeks across two separate
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Friday Finds: Pressed Flowers
Fatherhood is funny. Finding honest and interesting things to do with a young child can lead one down all sorts of previously unfollowed paths of creative exploration and into all kinds of time-filling follies. For (nearly) fourteen years I’ve been nudging my daughter to try new things, to explore her creative self, and find fanciful
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Fire/Smoke
The world is on fire. As much as I love a good campfire, heating a hefty pan over some crackling logs, I love even more that I can always walk away when the smoke wafts into my face, stinging my eyes. I can stand up and step into fresh air, take a deep breath, and
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Summer
Where I live, there exists a short and precious span of time between snowfalls. It is when gardens grow strong, trails turn green, and daylight extends well into the night. SUHH – murr For July and August, this blog is on a summer publication schedule: still posting, but not-daily. Check back for sporadic summer check-ins
