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Friday rambles

Cloudy this morning, the whine of the power saw competing with the robins. As the weather gets warmer, people throw open their windows and voices from next door drift across the landscape. I like hearing neighbors’ voices. I’m not so … Continue reading

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A bird in the hand…

A sudden cessation of the power saw whining away at the back of the lot opens up the auditory world–birdsong, distant voices, a car passing on the street. I am sick of construction noise!  Here we are in this idyllic … Continue reading

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Bedrock

A blue morning, wispy clouds streaked across the sky, trees barely moving in this perpetually windy city.  A humming bird with an iridescent green back perches precariously on the tall bare branches of the Mexican dahlias, its throat flashing scarlet … Continue reading

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A passing storm of murk

A long lapse from blogging.  I just didn’t have it in me these last weeks, but the clouds seem to be lifting a bit the last few days. Depression drains color and liveliness from the world.  For some, it is … Continue reading

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If wishes were horses

A stiff, cold wind and clouds are scudding across the sky and piling up like long baguettes above the East Bay hills. I was out earlier and was shivering even with a down vest.  Amazing how cold this city can … Continue reading

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War games

It’s dark outside and I am at home with a tree of twinkly colored lights, listening to early Christmas music and steaming tamales.  It’s such a comfortable homey smell, the masa and beans. We’re all in need of a little … Continue reading

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Hope rising

A busy few days, and a sense of life opening up.  On Friday I met with a therapist.  As always, I felt better just being heard.  She diagnosed me with recurring clinical depression–no surprise–and we made a plan for mitigation.  … Continue reading

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