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Tag Archives: August
He Won’t Miss One
I was peddling past Uncle Bob’s the other day. He was going somewhere in his truck and he waved as he passed by. On his porch steps was a bucket of cucumbers and I took one. He won’t miss one. … Continue reading
Posted in Weather and Seasons
Tagged August, Garrett Mason, the Mason compound, Uncle Bob
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Righting the Ship
Have I written a blog post about overcommitments, projects spinning like plates in the air, and borrowed time? Yes? Then there is no reason to do that today. This is a sidewalk strip garden on Maple Street. A woman named … Continue reading
The Bunting is Down
Summer is winding down. I see it in the garden. I see it on my watch, when I check the time as the sun hits the evening horizon. I feel it in the early morning air. The bunting is down … Continue reading
The Dark Days of August
One of my friends refers to this time of year as “The Dark Days of August.” She coined the phrase when her two sons were still in elementary school. I suppose when you have two young boys running around your … Continue reading
Posted in Abundance
Tagged August, Giving up the ghost, Living in the light
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The First of the Last
Today is the last day of July. Although it’s never good to wish away time, by July 31, I am scribbling “good riddance” in the margins of my calendar. The lovely month of August is no longer in the rear … Continue reading
Posted in Weather and Seasons
Tagged August, August Birthdays, Blue Hill, melancholy, Reid State Park, sunflowers, Union Fair, watermelon
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