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bumblings: May 2009
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Saturday, May 30, 2009. What if you could slow down time enough to embroider the sunset? That would probably be marvelous. Friday, May 29, 2009. This is very nice of course. I rolled onto my side and fell asleep next to her. Here is the point of everything I have been trying to tell you, Oskar. It's always necessary. I love you." j.s. foer. Monday, May 25, 2009. The headstone at the cemetery today said:. She made the world more beautiful.". Tuesday, May 19, 2009. 1) i like this guy very very much. Readi...
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bumblings: May 2011
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Monday, May 30, 2011. We Are (almost) Brave. On the back porch, one last time, we sit in our lawn chairs, swirling mugs of white wine, sharing stories of our weeks - weeks now, not days, because we spend our weeks apart and there are so many things that need to be told! Abby on the farm, Sarah at the Inn, I in the office. We are grown ups, or supposed to be, or getting there. Anyways, we are graduated. I reminisce on my return from Oregon, my bold, daring, and courageous return. May it one day become you.
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bumblings: August 2009
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Friday, August 14, 2009. I'm finishing up the brother's k and this one is a real gem that i just came upon. thought i ought to share:. He said there are two ways for a hitter to get the pitch he wants. the simplest way is not to want any. Now listen to this one more thing:. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Im finishing up the brothers k and this one is a. Oh, hello friend. Every little bee wants to be loved. The Chronicles of a Michigan Girl in Texas. I didnt want to write a poetry blog.
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bumblings: April 2009
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009. I'm going to raise my children in a tree house. I am literally going to raise my children in a tree house. Sunday, April 19, 2009. This summer oh nine. Don't be mad if you don't do this all). Let's go fly a kite. Fish for fishes and throw them back too. Make a wailing wall. Beach, bonfire, grill out, repeat. Sleepovers in the sand. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Im going to raise my children in a tree house.i a. This summer oh nine. Oh, hello friend.
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bumblings: January 2009
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Friday, January 30, 2009. I just think the idea of wild horses is so pretty.". I think it is pretty when you say things like that.". Kitties puppies and other nice things. I dreamt i played with a kitty all night and i woke up so happy. The more i think about it the more i think it might have been a baby. I carried him around everywhere i went. i woke up so happy. These are the dreams that i wake up so happy about every time they happen:. A baby that i carry with me everywhere all night. Oh, hello friend.
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bumblings: We Are (almost) Brave
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Monday, May 30, 2011. We Are (almost) Brave. On the back porch, one last time, we sit in our lawn chairs, swirling mugs of white wine, sharing stories of our weeks - weeks now, not days, because we spend our weeks apart and there are so many things that need to be told! Abby on the farm, Sarah at the Inn, I in the office. We are grown ups, or supposed to be, or getting there. Anyways, we are graduated. I reminisce on my return from Oregon, my bold, daring, and courageous return. May it one day become you.
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bumblings: July 2010
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Tuesday, July 13, 2010. Is a set of three nestled bowls, chopsticks, spoon, and cleaning utensil, all cozily wrapped in a cloth that serves as a placemat for Zen monks during silent. Meals The little stack is housed to the right of each monk's seat. When the meal bell sounds, within cushion-reach is everything one needs to pray, eat, and clean up afterward. The meal rituaal is flawless thanks, in part, to the impeccably designed. But the design comes not so much from food as from listening.
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bumblings: The Intutive Writer
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Tuesday, July 13, 2010. Is a set of three nestled bowls, chopsticks, spoon, and cleaning utensil, all cozily wrapped in a cloth that serves as a placemat for Zen monks during silent. Meals The little stack is housed to the right of each monk's seat. When the meal bell sounds, within cushion-reach is everything one needs to pray, eat, and clean up afterward. The meal rituaal is flawless thanks, in part, to the impeccably designed. But the design comes not so much from food as from listening.
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bumblings: o thing that consoles
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Tuesday, June 22, 2010. O thing that consoles. How clumsily i thank and fail to thank you. For plans to make dinners together. For the times between darkness and light. For the warmth of unremembered dreams. For the babies that sleep inside our bones. For proud fathers and their growing gardens. For bold bodies of water that tremble at my touch. For kind words, fascination, wonder. For the poetry of list-making. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A more lovely way of thinking about Father God.
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bumblings: August 2010
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Monday, August 23, 2010. If you want to write. I'm finishing up Brenda Ueland's. If You Want to Write. Which has been one of the kindest, most generous, and encouraging books a writer could read. I just wanted to post a couple of my favorite quotes:. For when you come to think of it, the only way to love a person is.by listening to them and seeing and believing in the god, in the poet, in them. For by doing this, you keep the god and the poet alive and make it flourish.". Friday, August 6, 2010. If you j...
