A Mere 60 Days

Favorite things: Every time you desperately had to pee and found a bathroom. When you were late, and it turned out the person you were meeting was late, too. Very furry animals. Encouragement: Something beautiful: Sonnet XXIII As an unperfect actor on the stage Who with his fear is put besides his part, Or some […]

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Cold Feet

My socks were wet by 2 pm, and somehow my sleeve was wet by 4, a rivulet must have rushed up there, maybe from my umbrella being held together by a rubber band where it was held together.  It had rained and rained and rained and rained, the puddles in every gutter were gullies and the […]

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I feel like I should tell you: spring isn’t going to solve all our problems. There will be new and limited problems in the spring, even. There will also be flowers outside.  And the trees will wear the fringe and flowers and million hands of leaves again. Deep spiritual thought: “Everything we lose is Buddhist […]

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62 Days

It’s wicked, evil cold here, so that cheeks cry and foreheads whimper. It will not last forever. Time passes, indeed we have already made great progress.  Pat yourself on the back for being so patient.  Isn’t patience difficult?  But so appreciated by people and seasons who need it. Humor: From my students this week.  The first […]

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