Tag Archives: sobriety

Transitions

Grass on the hill was rippling in the wind like the pelt of an animal this morning, orange poppies and purple lupin poking up through it. Small patches of fog skittered past, sun darting in and out.  Dogs swirled about, … Continue reading

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The music is back

Four years ago today, desperate and heartsick, I quit drinking. I knew I couldn’t keep on with it. It was making me too ill, too depressed, reclusive, isolated, labile. I cried a lot, life looked hopeless, I felt deeply ashamed. But … Continue reading

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Thursday morning

A bright and lovely morning, and we woke to the intricate chirps and warbles of a mockingbird greeting the dawn. The air is clear after a couple of days of rain, and across the bay the hills loom blue against … Continue reading

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Quicksilver cures

Sitting here staring at the screen, wanting to write and not having a single thing to say.  Probably it means there’s something looming in the background I don’t want to think about. I’m feeling the urge to bake cookies, rush … Continue reading

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The movement is the message

Up before dawn this morning, thanks to marauding cats.  What is it about I like to sleep until seven they don’t understand? Nonetheless, it’s lovely to be up early, see the horizon growing light and a pelican flapping its way … Continue reading

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Shifting scenes

A restless sleep, clocking the hours through the night, and coming down with a head cold that’s making me logy and tired. Have been fretting unnecessarily about a family get-together today to celebrate my younger son’s birthday, and now realize … 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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