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Solemnly pronounced on radio news the other day: “The federal government is facing a national obesity epidemic, a global financial crisis. Now it’s trying to deal with the problem of school lunches.” Aside from blinking at the underlying absurdities in … Continue reading
Posted in Epiphanies and Meditations
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I’m having an apostrophe—
Not an epiphany. (Allusion alert: whatcha say, new Uncle Scribe? You got it? Of course you do.) I mean just what I said, and I am going to give a little lesson right here and now on what the little … Continue reading
What a diff a day can make
This was yesterday: It was Levi’s birthday, and so Rachel decided that she would give him a present she could open herself: an afternoon’s ride. So I ran down to the (farm, pasture, stable???) to tune up my Sophie—who put … Continue reading
Just a recommendation
Here is a piece of beautiful writing, and interesting perspective tweaking. I found it a useful pleasure.
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Whoop-de-do!
Rachel came over today to hash over an idiotic book that had driven her nuts (which was fun – and she came on her pink bike. Wait. Red?). Before too long, we had stumbled into an entirely accidental idyll of … Continue reading
There may be alien cultures who (that?) . . .
. . . would not find this child irresistible. On another planet. Far, far away from me. Grandson the second. And friend. Straight out of the tub. No gel. Cute or what?
All tractor, all the time—
John Deere and my GM (good man, not general motor). Finessing the box scraper. Kind of like trying to fix a watch with a hammer. Jetta. Impressed. GM doing other manly things with the tractor. Did I tell you we … Continue reading
What’s that cloud’o dust risin’?
Okay Scribe, and Dick—if you dare—pin down the allusion: “. . . nor heck a fury like a woman scorned.” Or, in today’s application: a fury like a feeding frenzy. No. Wait. I mean “like a cleaning frenzy.” Which fury … Continue reading
More women’s work –
So the useful and charming Stan, the kibitzing neighbor who gets up in the middle of the night to do our water turn and who was kind and brave enough to come over and put the colt on long rein … Continue reading
Old Letters 2
It’s a small pile of yellow, fragile letters. One of them, from one of Nana’s suitors (written on Feb 5th, 1924) is deeply earnest: “Such a awful name but you’re a thief?! You stole my heart, and I feel miserable … Continue reading
Posted in Epiphanies and Meditations, Family, Memories and Ruminations
Tagged ancestors, journals, letters
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