Navel Gazing (and I Don't Mean Oranges)
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Nine One One, One One
Every single remembrance of nine eleven that I have ever read, I swear, begins with a description of the sky. Clear. Blue. Perfect. Cloudless. Cerulean. We expected some kind of warning. Mother Nature’s failure…
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Idyll Interrupted
On July 15, the day after that last post, I took the boys on another amazing bike ride. We waved at train conductors, truck drivers, and shipmates, and I marveled at how cool…
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Seven Qualities I Want
I have been inspired by two favorite bloggers today: magic cookie and R. I’ll answer magic cookie’s question first, and maybe steal R’s idea tomorrow, because I like them both, and it makes…