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Thursday, January 9, 2020 6:51 AM
I woke to the sound of a downpour. The rain was not a gentle pitter-patter, but more of a pounding on the house's metal roof. I tried to roll over and go back to sleep, but my curiosity had wakened me fully, so I climbed out of bed and made my way down the cabin’s log stairs to check the temperature gauge. It was almost 50 degrees at five o'clock on this early January morning.
  • Thursday, January 9, 2020 6:51 AM
    I woke to the sound of a downpour. The rain was not a gentle pitter-patter, but more of a pounding on the house's metal roof. I tried to roll over and go back to sleep, but my curiosity had wakened me fully, so I climbed out of bed and made my way down the cabin’s log stairs to check the temperature gauge. It was almost 50 degrees at five o'clock on this early January morning.
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  • Tuesday, December 31, 2019 11:54 AM
    Without a doubt, it has been a wonderful 35 years. From the days of wearing stockings and high-heels in the city, to sporting the finest of mud splatters in the country, I have been truly fortunate to love what I do.
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  • Wednesday, December 25, 2019 8:20 AM
    I found it curious to learn that no one seems to really know how the equally magic tradition of placing a train under our Christmas trees started, but it seems to date back to the turn of the last century. Perhaps it began as a part of holiday marketing by toy train manufacturers, or perhaps it was because in the early 1900s much of holiday travel was by train, but no matter what the origin, the tradition of a toy train running on a circular track under our Christmas trees is very real.
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  • Wednesday, December 11, 2019 12:15 PM
    Perhaps, they are now loving conversation pieces in some larger home, but no matter what has become of them, their memory, and that of tissue paper hot air balloons, is very real and reminds me of how thankful I am for my continued adventure in learning.
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  • Thursday, December 5, 2019 8:24 AM
    Our holiday gift list is complete. We have finished the farm chores for the day and even though the cabin could stand a good dusting, the sun is not shining in through the windows and the dust is really quite well hidden. The fire in the woodstove burns bright, and the cabin is wonderfully, beautifully warm. Perhaps it is a good day to do what I so love to do: sit at my long work bench and sort marbles.
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  • Friday, November 29, 2019 6:54 AM
    We dropped Greg’s mother back off at her home, and after seeing her safely inside, we headed for the creek. Greg turned on the radio on the drive home. Holiday music was playing. As he often does, Greg asked what I was thinking. In the dark, I smiled ear to ear, “How very thankful I am … for everything!”
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  • Thursday, November 21, 2019 7:45 AM
    We drove into the city the other day. Greg deftly pulled the pickup into a parking space next to a shiny black car with a chrome stingray emblazoned on its side. A gleaming SUV was our other neighbor. I closed my door and smiled at the beautiful creek mud that gleefully adorned our truck.
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  • Thursday, November 14, 2019 10:18 AM
    Similarly, when I see a spiral of smoke rising up over the ridgetop, I also know with certainty that our neighbors have a fire burning warm in their woodstove, and they will tell me when I run into them uptown that yes, they lit the season’s first fire.
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  • Thursday, November 7, 2019 8:10 AM
    The first frost greeted me with the sunrise. The creek valley seemed to meet the chilly air with quiet calm, but I was not quite so tranquil. The morning air felt downright cold. I dug my hands deep inside my jean pockets as I pottered about the cabin waiting for the coffee water to come to a boil.
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  • Friday, November 1, 2019 11:53 AM
    The Osage fruit’s citrus scent is also believed to repel insects, and both the Native Americans as well as early settlers would gather up the green spheres and bring them inside with this purpose in mind. Modern chemistry, however, has dispelled this notion, and even though insect-repelling compounds are found in the fruits, they are simply not present in sufficient concentrations to be scientifically effective.
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