Monthly Archives: September 2012

Saturday morning

My husband has been rushing around making coffee and toasting bagels in preparation for a 9 AM meeting–at our house.  Who schedules meetings at nine o’clock on a Saturday morning?  Madness. Saturday mornings used to be for kicking back in … Continue reading

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Suburban summer day

The wind is whipping the trees around madly, and crows diving in and out of the currents.  Soon the fog will be back, but right now the late afternoon light is misty and white and the mountains across the bay … Continue reading

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A good day

Out the window in the night, a waxing moon is slipping in and out of the fog and dark shapes of eucalyptus and Monterey pine are swaying back and forth in the wind.  I’m alone in the house with the … Continue reading

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Three and a half years

Evening, and the fog is glowing from city lights.  Last night I looked out the window at three or four a.m. and saw a star–one star, fog swirling all around it.  It’s hard to stay in touch with the forces … Continue reading

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The way the world is sometimes

Gray and overcast this morning, ravens croaking in the distance.  I always have mixed feelings about ravens. They look so ominous glowering down from a pine branch, but up close, they cock their heads and look at you as though … Continue reading

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New day

Sirens in the distance and the sound of a circling helicopter–trouble somewhere in the city.  Not unusual in a city of 800,000–small compared to most, but bigger than the total population of, say, Alaska or South Dakota.  California has over … Continue reading

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That’s how the light gets in

A warm wind this morning and a buttermilk sky to the east.   Floating through my mind since I woke up, a song fragment: “A storm is going to come, a storm is going to come…”  No idea what it’s from.  … Continue reading

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