Rocking Out

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Crab claws, lichens, shells, and stones from all over the world have taken up residence in my home. They’re in bowls, on windowsills, and shelves in ever larger numbers, and it’s my fault.  Continue reading “Rocking Out”

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Blown Out

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“Hey- are you going sailing today?” Andy Bike joked as we stared out the window, watching the trees beyond his rain splattered deck bend and whip threateningly in the wind.  “Only if there’s enough wind to put the third reef in the sail,” I said with a smile.  Then we turned to devour the leisurely brunch we’d just prepared with our families.    Continue reading “Blown Out”