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The Entire Sky in a Dewdrop

June 22, 2020 / riversandroadspdx / 10 Comments

I read a collection of modern haikus the other day, and the words that stayed with me were Quarantine! Finding comfort! Coronavirus! Butterfly! Moon! Breeze!

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Orange You Glad?

May 14, 2020 / riversandroadspdx / 9 Comments

After that first sighting, orange started popping out at me. I could see it from a block away, waving me down, "Look at me! Look at me!" But it's funny how once you start looking for something, you start seeing it all the time.

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Best Advice

April 15, 2020April 21, 2020 / riversandroadspdx / 4 Comments

Wise and funny friends Give their best advice Four words or fewer Maybe all you need

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Checking In

April 10, 2020April 10, 2020 / riversandroadspdx / 12 Comments

What will be my Quarantine Story, what tales will I tell in five years, or 10 or 20? Will it be a story of victory or sadness, revelation or survival, entertainment or boredom, or even joy? Which stories will last, and which will be of the moment?

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Walk Look See Write

January 7, 2020January 7, 2020 / riversandroadspdx / 1 Comment

This week I'm looking to see or hear what the trees are trying to tell me, They are stark and dramatic now, and their personalities revealed without the extravagance of leaves. The trees' rain-darkened bones stand out clearly, accentuated against the skies' lighter backdrop.

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Blogiversary is a Word

November 12, 2019November 12, 2019 / riversandroadspdx / 12 Comments

When you do something outside your comfort zone, it opens doors to doing other new, hard things. You're brave in one way, why not be brave in others? Creating a blog informed the way I write, the way I play music, how I try new things.

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It’s All a Dream We Dreamed

September 27, 2019September 27, 2019 / riversandroadspdx / 13 Comments

Robert Hunter, the lyricist for the Grateful Dead, was also the lyricist for my life. His words threaded through my life since I was 21, when I met some new friends, Harold and Alan, and a community of people that became my tribe. Would I be who I am without Hunter?

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Fear Itself

November 9, 2017June 4, 2018 / riversandroadspdx / 11 Comments

I danced with writing all my life, but I just haven't made it work out how I want. It's like a cha cha, forward and back, forward and back. Ugh. I want to boogie all over the dance floor.

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