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slice

The rain stopped. I’m eating an organic granny smith apple. I always offer some to Erik, and he always takes one slice. I’m seeing my friend A for lunch, Lebanese food. I slept almost 12 hours last night–what the heck?

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fry bread fail

Yesterday I made some fry bread–we had been craving it. But it didn’t turn out–it didn’t puff up. What the heck. I keep my flour in the freezer, so maybe its coldness had something to do with it.

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poetry cd

Yesterday I made my first poetry cd. It has Wallace Stevens, Elizabeth Bishop, the two Robert Frost poems I like (“Directive” and “After Apple-Picking”), Duhamel, Equi, Tennessee Williams, O’Hara, Jeffery McDaniel, Plath, Cavafy… Anyone want a copy? I’ll make a custom intro for you. Just let me know what you’d like to trade for it. […]

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recording poems, Mt Tam

My digital voice recorder finally arrived, and I started recording poems right away, lots of Wallace Stevens but some others too. “The Moose” by Elizabeth Bishop is pretty long. Well, I had to figure out how to work it first. I still have the feeling there’s a lot I don’t understand, but I know enough. […]

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sky clowns

Yesterday we had our truck towed to the mechanic. It will cost a lot to get it repaired, but there’s a government program to help us repair it since it’s up for smog. Right now Erik’s at the IRS office getting a transcript of our last year’s taxes. Then we’ll go to the mechanic and […]

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Bay day

Yesterday we went to Mt Tam. Erik hiked while I wrote letters. I walked out with him almost a mile on a trail that was mostly flat and ran alongside a beautiful creek. At the trail head there was a crazy wind. I sat at a picnic table writing, vaguely worried that a branch would […]

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who / whom

I always thought “who” was the subject and “whom” was the object, so I guess I was right, but I often have to think about what an object is. http://www.wsu.edu/~brians/errors/who.html

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bad Kitty

Kitty peed on my sewing bag. So I threw it away and am starting over. I got a tape measure and needles at the dollar store. Guess what? They also had thimbles–small, medium, and large in one package. I love thimbles but have no use for them.

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new beginnings

I bought a shower curtain at the dollar store. “Why would you do such a silly thing?” you might wonder. Well, two reasons. The first is that it’s not PVC so I didn’t think it’d give a nasty fume, and it didn’t. The second is that my old shower curtain I had for more than […]

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salatat batata

Today I made that special potato salad I like. POTATO SALAD WITH CARAWAY Salatat Batata Tunisia Serves 4 to 6 1/4 cup olive oil 3 tablespoons lemon juice 1 teaspoon ground caraway 1/4 teaspoon cayenne salt 5 large potatoes, cooked, peeled and cubed 2 tablespoons finely chopped fresh mint 2 tablespoons finely chopped coriander leaves […]