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My Green vermont: 3,672 Stitches

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Friday, May 1, 2015. Three years and 3,672 stitches later, the needlepoint pillow I started from an Ehrman kit. Is finally finished. I didn't actually count the stitches. I just multiplied the number of stitches per inch (12) by the size of the design (18"x17"). Math is so useful sometimes. When I told a friend- an exceptionally creative woman who is always elbow-deep in some project she has just invented- what I was working on, she opened her eyes wide. "You are working from a kit. May 1, 2015 at 1:01 PM.

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My Green vermont: April 2015

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Monday, April 20, 2015. My Mother Says.Continued. After her story of the Spanish Civil War, my mother begins to tell how she met my father. She might never have come across him if my grandmother had been more traditionally minded and kept her in the village, or if the war had not happened, or if my mother had not taken it into her head to learn to play the violin. If it hadn't been for my mother's sense of what was her due, I could have been the daughter of a fascist officer. After the war,. As a teenage...

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My Green vermont: January 2015

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Tuesday, January 27, 2015. As the winter solstice came and went I found my resistance to posting on this blog, which had been growing through the summer and fall, impossible to overcome. I'd been writing here for seven years, and my blogging well had run dry. It was time to let it replenish. So after New Year's I decided to give myself a sabbatical. Maybe it's because the chickens and the gardening, etc. have been replaced by other stuff that I cannot resist, such as:. Daily dog walks ( not. Sometimes, w...

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My Green vermont: One Dog, Or Two?

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Tuesday, May 26, 2015. One Dog, Or Two? Now people are asking if I plan to get another dog. One friend says, "You should always have at least two dogs. That way, when one of them dies, you're not left dogless." Another asks, "If dogs kept humans as pets, wouldn't you appreciate having another person in the house? They are right, of course. But. Although I have almost always had two dogs (for a while I had three, but that was way. I think I can stay vigilant enough to prevent my relationship with Bisou fr...

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My Green vermont: May 2015

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Tuesday, May 26, 2015. One Dog, Or Two? Now people are asking if I plan to get another dog. One friend says, "You should always have at least two dogs. That way, when one of them dies, you're not left dogless." Another asks, "If dogs kept humans as pets, wouldn't you appreciate having another person in the house? They are right, of course. But. Although I have almost always had two dogs (for a while I had three, but that was way. I think I can stay vigilant enough to prevent my relationship with Bisou fr...

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My Green vermont: My Last Big Dog

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Friday, April 10, 2015. My Last Big Dog. I will miss that long black body that was forever blocking, it seemed, my way around the house. I would lift my knee and step over him and he would acknowledge me with a brief thwack of that long tail. (I will not miss the tail, which had been known to knock small children off their feet and would clear wine glasses off the coffee table with a single sweep.). Labels: death and dying. April 10, 2015 at 1:32 PM. April 10, 2015 at 3:20 PM. April 10, 2015 at 4:53 PM.

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My Green vermont: December 2014

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Wednesday, December 10, 2014. Of Mites And Mange. This is the story of how Bisou, Wolfie and I got mange. At about this time my doctor put me on Gabapentin for a back problem, and after a couple of days I noticed some red itchy spots on my skin. "Hives! I said to myself. "I must be allergic to Gabapentin." And I stopped taking it. Meanwhile, despite stopping the Gabapentin, my red spots continued to multiply, but I was so focused on the dogs' problem that I didn't pay too much attention to my own relentl...

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My Green vermont: Like A Tree Shedding Leaves

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Thursday, May 7, 2015. Like A Tree Shedding Leaves. Soon the time will come when I can no longer play the recorder. Well, maybe not soon, but the time will surely come, if I keep on living. And it seems unfair and sad that, having finally found a way to enjoy playing music, away from the tensions and compulsions of my early experience with the violin, I have only another ten or at most fifteen years in which to do it. What was happening to her. How the old apologize! What was happening to him. All his pr...

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My Green vermont: February 2015

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Monday, February 23, 2015. Lake Champlain is frozen over, and for all I know, frozen solid as well. But in these sub-zero mornings, if there is no wind and the sun is out, the dogs and I go for a cabin-fever abatement stroll. The walk is short, but the preparation takes forever. And because I don't want them to bark at some hardy Wake Robin. Resident snow-shoeing by, I always go out with them, but not until I've put on an old parka of my husband's, and rubber boots. Next I get Bisou's little coat, and pl...

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My Green vermont: My Mother Says...continued

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Monday, April 13, 2015. My Mother Says.continued. The three years of the Spanish Civil War,. My mother says , were the worst of our lives. But they were nothing compared to what your father, whom I didn't meet until after the war, went through. He was twenty-two when the war began, and he was already earning a living as a violinist. He loved music more than anything else in the world. For example, one night the militias came to the house of one of his school friends. He hid under the sofa but they dr...