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a field guide to drowning: March 2010
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Monday, March 29, 2010. In a time of pervasive lying, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act." - Dietrich Bonhoeffer, leader of underground resistance to Nazis during WWII. Or true knowledge to see how the spiral wraps and twists and the genes that unravel from the spiral because what you.
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a field guide to drowning: water rolling underground
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Friday, June 4, 2010. When did it end? But that was really a long time ago. I am tempted to write long long. Note to self: buy some cute stickies when I have the extra cash and then write this down and stick it on my forehead. MUST MOVE ON. Maybe one too many helpings of cheese on those nachos a...
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a field guide to drowning: greetings from the middle of nowhere: my favorite place
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Tuesday, March 13, 2012. Greetings from the middle of nowhere: my favorite place. I'm on hiatus from my blog while I finish my book for publication. That's me waving from shore: www.whidbeyreport.com. My life as a guide. Greetings from the middle of nowhere: my favorite .
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a field guide to drowning: read it and reap
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Sunday, May 30, 2010. Read it and reap. Fist punch and shout out into the sky when somebody went down and lots of nodding and don't say you didn't like it too when one of the competitors got what they had coming. Which would be a child because those are children in the book in that death mat...
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a field guide to drowning: a cup of texas tea
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Sunday, June 6, 2010. A cup of texas tea. Which is why analysts were invented. So they can tell us what next and how many to buy or sell or how big a bundle, all the seismically important things. And look what they are doing to fix. That's me waving from shore: www.whidbeyreport.com. A few thing...
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a field guide to drowning: June 2010
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Wednesday, June 16, 2010. Or, it's snowing! Yet never making it to the ground; to puddle up or thunder through the dry canyon, to settle onto the cedar branches or sift through a forest just beyond the wardrobe and a single lamp post. In the cookie. And you might be thinking oh here she goes...
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a field guide to drowning: February 2010
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Saturday, February 27, 2010. One of the first things she learned:. No talking during the news. They waited with the remote,. And he would tap the armrest and his leg. With it, when things got crazy. At playoff time or sometimes,. The mess with Tiger Woods. He would wave it and point. She heard h...
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a field guide to drowning: October 2009
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Tuesday, October 27, 2009. No one in the world was ever you before, with your. Particular gifts and abilities and possibilities. It's a shame to waste those by doing what someone else has done. Links to this post. Tuesday, October 20, 2009. A few thoughts on belief. Or what if or who knew? The s...
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a field guide to drowning: January 2010
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Thursday, January 28, 2010. And never to talk. A long time ago there were two sisters. They lived in a cabin in the woods,. Hauled water from the old well their pappy had dug. And planted a garden: every march. When the soil would heave and break. A baby shoe tilled up when they dug in the peas.
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a field guide to drowning: end of story
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A field guide to drowning. Champion of the view from under the wave. We shall not cease from exploring. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time. Wednesday, June 16, 2010. Or, it's snowing! Yet never making it to the ground; to puddle up or thunder through the dry canyon, to settle onto the cedar branches or sift through a forest just beyond the wardrobe and a single lamp post. In the cookie. And you might be thinking oh here she goes...