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Apr
08
Sun-struck river wearing a scrim of spring ice; two branches extend past the surface wearing ice like a skirt.

Friday Open Thread (with April)

Dear Friends, Against all odds it's April, the Cruellest Month as per The Waste Land [https://www.poetryfoundation.
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Feb
26
A line of snow-laden pines and deciduous trees against patches of blue sky and sun-infused clouds.

Friday Open Thread (with Stillness)

Dear Friends, I got 1500 words into a Long Letter for February before deciding I would wait to finish and
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Oct
08
A maple branch with bright red leaves extends across a background of blue sky, river, and bright green grasses

Friday Open Thread (with Canadian Thanksgiving)

Dear Friends, This weekend I'm celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thanksgiving_(Canada)] with my family,
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Sep
04

An Incomplete List of Things I Have Called This Cat, Whose Name Is Barney

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Jul
09
Friday Open Thread (with Names of Birds)

Friday Open Thread (with Names of Birds)

Dear Friends, What's the first bird you remember learning to name? I don't mean names of
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Apr
27
O Grey River, Your Waters Ramble Wild

O Grey River, Your Waters Ramble Wild

Two years ago, the area in which I live saw a lot of flooding [http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/
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Nov
17
EATING THE FANTASTIC: Revisiting Helsinki with Scott Edelman

EATING THE FANTASTIC: Revisiting Helsinki with Scott Edelman

It’s November 17 and I haven’t yet written about the summer. “Blog the summer” has migrated through three
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Oct
31
October: A Summary

October: A Summary

I feel like if I don’t start writing about all the beautiful things I’ve experienced this year, they’
9 min read
Nov
22

When I Think of Winter

It’s been unseasonably warm this autumn; on Saturday I was still wearing light jackets over summer dresses in the
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Sep
03
Open unto the fields, and to the sky

Open unto the fields, and to the sky

Happy 214th birthday to “Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802,” one of a handful of Wordsworth poems that don’
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