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It’s the Winter Solstice, happens every year about this time…. And honestly, I can’t do any better than re-post last year’s Solstice message, with Rebecca Parker’s beautiful Winter Solstice poem. Happy Holidays, friends! “Let this be the time we wake to life.” WINTER SOLSTICE Perhaps Kris and Kel, the fabulous Paper Rats from Inside the Writers’ Studio, asked a number of bloggers to cross-post their holiday interview with Craig Lancaster today. Craig sounds like an interesting guy and the interview provides a wide-spread opportunity to support a worthwhile charity at the same time — how could I refuse an offer [Continue reading] …Just in case you missed this. Enjoy! (No, I’m not one of the singers here — but I sure wish I had been!) Also, tomorrow I will be cross-posting the latest interview (with Craig Lancaster) from/by Inside the Writers’ Studio, so check back then. It’s interesting in a bunch of different ways. And have [Continue reading] Friday morning, the hurricane-formerly-known-as-Earl had wimped its way out of North Carolina — without leaving us so much as a drop of rain or a gust of wind. But at least the surf was up at the end of the island and I got to watch a little wave action. [Double click on any of [Continue reading] Fellow blogger Parrot Writes set out this flash fiction challenge for last week: We are traveling 60 mph on the interstate going home from our Ashland stay. Suddenly we see brakelights four or five cars ahead of us and watch a minivan swerve off to the shoulder of the highway and slide to an immediate [Continue reading] This one’s for mothers of teenagers. Dayner? DS? Sorry I didn’t get this out on Mom’s Day. I’d spent most of the night in the hospital emergency room with my neighbor and was pretty tired, but probably not as tired as she was. Eoew, I’d forgotten how much head wounds [Continue reading] That’s the first tattoo my son ever got. Hindsight — right there between his shoulder blades in crisp blue letters. Forever. I guess my post title, then, is more or less in honor of Mother’s Day…. (Go find a Mom to hug if you haven’t already!) So, hindsight — looking back over this first week of [Continue reading] Here’s my Sunday world, in about 25 miles and five hours. The yoga babes connect and head for the 10:15 ferry, which is currently at the “yellow” threat level, according to TSA. Given how peaceful it is here on the water, I’m inclined to think that refers to the yellow-green pollen, which is coating [Continue reading] |
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