Category: Random
Me talkin to myself
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Every spring the neighborhood crows visit our river birch tree, which I can see from the window by my desk. I’m banging away on the computer and the flutter of movement catches my eye. About the time the diminutive catkins droop and the leaves come on, the crows show up. They proceed to tug on…
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It’s been a year since Craig and I banged around for 21 days in Alaska. We flew into Anchorage and took an Alaska Marine Highway ferry down to Bellingham three weeks later. Among our various stops, we spent a few days in Juneau, the state capital, which is a busy tourist mecca (for good reason)…
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A thing Nia dance practice allows me is free-flowing thoughts. My body is moving to music. I’m following the trainer’s lead and tracking choreography. Meanwhile, my mind wanders. I have these pit stops at how my body feels (Wow! Great!), plans I’m looking forward to (Wine with Kristen tonight! Super!), stuff from the past (a…