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Category: spring is coming

White Rain

White Rain, he calls it. How clever. How charming. How distinctly incorrect. Because no matter how cute you are when you describe it, it’s still spring snow. It’s still cold. It’s still dark. It still makes my feet cold. And my heart cold. And my temper quick.
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How do I tell it?

Hard to describe — Impossible, maybe — How that particular patch Of sunlight On that particular patch Of grass, just greening out of the Winter-gray field Made my heart lurch With joy. Maybe it was the cow, Bending over to slurp a mouthful Of gorgeous green. But it was only a cow. Cows are everywhere,
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Ketchup. Catsup? All right. Catch. Up.

I’m feeling much better. Thank you. And sounding almost normal. Keep the prayers coming / fingers crossing / voodoo dolls dancing. I’m totally feeling the love. *Things I’ve Learned While Not Having a Voice* (In No Apparent Order) ## I can live without answering the phone for days at a time. Days, I tell you.
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Again. Again. Again.

Do you ever feel like your life is on repeat? Those same things, again and again? Like, for instance, we watched the Les Miserables 25th Anniversary concert again this Sunday afternoon. And, again, it felt a lot like THIS. Also this time, I wanted the guy who designed the lighting to come out and take
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Save me some Daylight

So tonight we move the clocks. Husband is very excited. He loves evening light, and even though he understands that the day isn’t actually ANY LONGER (still 24 hours, mostly 12 dark and 12 light as of now), there is light after he comes home from work, which makes him think (rightly) that he’s got
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New! New! New!

I know, right? It’s a new year, and I’m already trampling all over my Exclamation Point Embargo. Hey, you know what? If a girl can’t throw down a few exclamation points, what’s the point of anything? Okay. Sorry. I got carried away. But it IS, in fact, the sort-of-beginning of a new year, the Kids
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Pagan Day, Again

This is the post from one year ago today: We’re not actually pagans at our house. (Surprised?) In fact, we think ourselves rather committed to all things Godly. But today, on this Winter Solstice, we have a little bit of a heathen celebration. Every year. Because, you know, this is an important day. It’s the
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She’s Positively Hilarious

Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha. Mother Nature is absolutely having a joke with me. It is snowing. Right now. Big, fat, wet flakes that are covering my tulips like white stocking caps. Isn’t that hysterical? Snow is sticking to the grass. And the sidewalk. And the road. And the roofs. And my soul. (Just
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