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Weathering the Weather
The homestead did ok in the arctic temperatures, being a duplex, all the plumbing is in the center of the structure, thankfully there are no pipes on exterior walls. There is one line running through the crawlspace, but it never got below 40 degrees down there This super-dry powdery snow…
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Dear Susan
I’m sorry I missed your birthday, I got confused about the dates, I can keep up with the brother’s birthdays because I stay in touch with them, but my memory failed with both you and Lynn. Her birthday post went up a couple of days late, but mostly because it…
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A Portal to the Present
Eight degrees below zero, windchill at minus 23 and a steady snowfall – I feel like I have a classic winter walk under my belt, the full experience, if you will. Sure, we could still get a foot of snow in a spring blizzard, but I’m thinking we’ve passed the…
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The Past Alive Within
There’s a cleft in the hill across the pasture from where the old house once stood, where, now, only the stone summer kitchen remains, a place to store hay out of the weather. My time on that prairie was short, the city was calling to me, but the imprint it…
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Pasando Por Alla
Nights passed in days passing, years passed alone in trains moving over land where there was neither day nor night, clouds nor light, silence nor song but just the humming of metal on metal “I am my own best lover” Michael told me once on a train like this one, apart from time…
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A Man of Integrity and Love
Today is the birthday of my oldest and deepest friend, my Kansas prairie brother, my Amtrac brother, my Penn Station brother, my Lower East Side brother, my Oaxaca brother, my Belle Isle with the sunset reflecting in the Detroit River brother. My stand by and support your friend no matter…
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To Walk Is To Write
Walking is being physically upon the earth, writing is being physically in your breath, in the air in your room, in the atmosphere when you step outside, in the universe once you look into the stars. The week-long helmet of bitter clouds broke today and the shattered pieces began to…
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Plowing Frozen Earth
Four degrees tonight and the world is suspended by ice crystals and nearly unbreathable air. No stars, no sun for days, no warmth anywhere and certainly not on this riverbank. The brittle grey sky right above me fades to brutal black at the horizon. Some deep ancestral part of me…
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The Year of the Metal Ox
In 2021, the Lunar New Year begins at the new moon on February 12. Every year is represented by an animal and an element. 2021 is a Metal Ox Year. However, each animal also relates to an element. The Ox is Earth. Hence, this is a Metal Earth Year. The…