the dog barf stain that just won’t die

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I know.  It doesn’t look like much but I’ve been after it for several years now.  I’m not sure what exactly was in the dog barf I discovered in the corner, discreetly tucked by the wall as if to say “I tried to get out on the lawn”, but it’s become my nemesis. Continue reading

the cedar chest

 

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I’ve always just called it the cedar chest but I think it was meant to be a hope chest. The place where a woman gathers her linens and household items in preparation for marriage. Later to become the repository of baby books, dried faded roses and a maribou feather stole worn to prom some fifty years ago. Continue reading

in the middle of moving

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“In the middle of moving” is how the email note started that was from my friend this week.  I’m not sure where the move is to but I am sure that he’ll look up when he lands and steps into lifestyle changes and he’ll find fierce inspiration in all he does. ‘Cause that’s just how he rolls.  Continue reading