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Love | avocado and lemon
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Words, food, yoga and philosophical whimsy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. There are words enough, at last. I have come to think of this last year, 2015, as the year I lost to grief. When I started giving it space, I began dreaming more than I had in years. About loss, about continuing despite loss. Maybe because of it. Starting again, not from scratch, but from where I am. Something we all need to do. The grief came to rest in my chest; the space that air from outside creates and th...
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walking | avocado and lemon
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Words, food, yoga and philosophical whimsy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. He is speaking about his family history and its ties to a part of Wales I have spent some time. The presentation is beautiful, and everyone in the room is spellbound by his descriptions of the objects from his family’s history and the deeply sad story they tell. When I wandered along those hedgerows it was summer. I wore gumboots and sometimes a rain jacket. For him, this shift happened before he was born, and...
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Travel | avocado and lemon
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Words, food, yoga and philosophical whimsy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. He is speaking about his family history and its ties to a part of Wales I have spent some time. The presentation is beautiful, and everyone in the room is spellbound by his descriptions of the objects from his family’s history and the deeply sad story they tell. When I wandered along those hedgerows it was summer. I wore gumboots and sometimes a rain jacket. For him, this shift happened before he was born, and...
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alone | avocado and lemon
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Words, food, yoga and philosophical whimsy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. It is 37 degrees in Paris, and I decide I want to get off the stuffy Metro a few stops early to look at something. I don’t plan to walk the rest of the way to the museum I’m hoping to end up at eventually, but I get distracted by a garden, and then I’m walking. And walking, and walking. For some reason, on very hot days I almost always find myself outside, walking for a lot longer than is probably advisable.
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avocadoandlemon | avocado and lemon
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Words, food, yoga and philosophical whimsy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. He is speaking about his family history and its ties to a part of Wales I have spent some time. The presentation is beautiful, and everyone in the room is spellbound by his descriptions of the objects from his family’s history and the deeply sad story they tell. When I wandered along those hedgerows it was summer. I wore gumboots and sometimes a rain jacket. For him, this shift happened before he was born, and...
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Uncategorized – Doom and Gloom. Tap All Over This Big World. December 7, 2015. Tonight I rang a woman called Megan. When she looked at her phone, perhaps when it was ringing or maybe later on, she would’ve seen a number she didn’t know. When I reached her voicemail, I was slightly startled and hung up without leaving a message. I don’t know Megan, I thought the number I dialed was for someone else, a number I have called so many times I was shocked I had made a mistake. And I cried when he told me this, ...
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Love And Light And Song | Mid-20s Malaise
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Struggling against the inevitable since 1986! June 28, 2011 • 23:14. Love And Light And Song. So long, my friend. There must always be an end. But all our love and light and song carries on –. I carry it on. 8211; Patrick Wolf,. Written for his late grandmother. My grandmother and my friend, Valerie Elizabeth, died on Monday. She’d been ill for a long time, but not with cancer or anything in particular – just a series of ailments that together conspired to defeat her. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Address ...
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Recipe: Olive and rosemary focaccia | Mid-20s Malaise
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Struggling against the inevitable since 1986! June 13, 2011 • 16:24. Recipe: Olive and rosemary focaccia. I often serve it to accompany my veggie meatballs. Or devour it greedily on its own. Olive and rosemary focaccia. 1 tsp dried yeast. 2 tbsp olive oil ( 2 tbsp for oiling the bowl and pan). 1 1/4 tsp salt. 3 1/2 cups plain flour. Fresh rosemary, kalamata olives, whatever you want, really: this would be nice topped with finely sliced sweet potato, for example. When you can roll the dough into a large b...
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daydreaming | avocado and lemon
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Words, food, yoga and philosophical whimsy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. I’m in another airport, with my little backpack and my handbag, and the little knots of excitement/anxiety (I’m never entirely sure which it is) in my brow and the muscles of my neck I always have when I find myself at points of departure, and a low hum of ache in my lower back and the joints where the base of my spine meet my pelvis. Or do I, like the young woman with the glasses, just look? My flight is call...
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avocado and lemon | words, food, yoga and philosophical whimsy | Page 2
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Words, food, yoga and philosophical whimsy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Newer posts →. Slow and steady: realising there is no race. I’ve always been a fast walker. I think it began when I was very small, and had to walk-run-walk to keep pace with adults. And it continued that way, always trying to keep up with someone or something, present or not. This year, for one reason or another, I’ve finally stopped hurrying everywhere. Bit by bit. A cumulative slowing. Because I realised at...
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