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‘The pink opaque’

Posted on November 4, 2018 by

Surprisingly, all the muscle I once had in my chest has loosened and now feels like a boob when I cup it in my hands. The kids lost or broke all the cell phone chargers, so we ordered more from … Continue reading →

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It is the right light to be critical

Posted on August 7, 2018 by

On Tuesday the moon was still up when I walked to the lake in the morning. I was in the slot, now. Like being at the airport on one of those skywalks when you know you’re about to go time … Continue reading →

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Fred and Ted go camping

Posted on July 29, 2018 by

We went back up the Teanaway, the river valley on the east side of the Cascades that’s one of our favorite camping spots but prone to wildfires this time of year: an 18 mile road with only one way in … Continue reading →

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First day of school in Germany

Posted on August 10, 2015 by

Homeschooling started on a Sunday in early August, definitely not in the States anymore. We weren’t ready but the kids were, so we started with a discussion about date and time formats, how they’re different here, and why. But I … Continue reading →

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Washing out the smoke

Posted on April 22, 2013 by

Spent the back half of the afternoon with a wet campfire, craft beer, and charcoal. Woke up smelling like a barbecued potato chip. Put a wool blanket down over the lawn furniture to soften things up, and enjoyed the crackle … Continue reading →

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