This unfinished turn around the sun
In California the winters are green and the summers are brown, the opposite of where we come from. It took some getting used to, like you being gone has taken […]
Category Archives: love
in all its glory
If there is a heaven
If there is a heaven, it’s searching through a crowd for someone you have been separated from, someone you can’t wait to see.
Coming up close
…and he just got into his car and drove away
A letter to the universe
We talk about reaching solid ground and solid ground does not exist. The ground is faulted; necessarily so. Balance is an illusion.
Bluegrass and the Random Wonderful
I tend to avoid crowds successfully enough that I forget how being in one can so easily restore my optimism. One of the best things about San Francisco is Hardly […]
Song of the crickets
There’s a girl I knew, in the strange way of the Internet. Named for a flower, she is the daughter of a man I met on a defunct writing site…a […]
Famous Last Words
Today I read the last words of a reporter who blogged his own death. His name was Mark Mooney, and I don’t know what kind of reporter he was in […]
The Long Farewell
I thought about you today. I always do when it rains. You would appreciate the fact that the little sensor that detects rainwater on the windshield of a car and […]
When Your Husband Sits Next To A Goddess & Other Rainy Day Baker Thoughts
Originally posted on Caneléfornia:
It’s a rainy day and so I tried to cut the morning walk short but Jake wasn’t having any of it. Come on, I say…
Just Another Message to the Muse
I don’t know whether to think of passion as a fruit or a feeling but I do know what it is to ski three thousand vertical feet thinking of you […]
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