Ocean

by Nina Camic

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

fall chicken

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I can tell when I’m going to be undone by the weather: when the mudroom – the exit point for the farmhouse – is a good twenty degrees chilli...
Tuesday, October 18, 2011

the music inside

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The new, red helmet came in the mail yesterday. This morning I put it on. Nice snug fit. A visor to keep that wind from slapping my fa...
Monday, October 17, 2011

the fall crab

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Last night Isis joined us upstairs. It has taken him six months to be successful in establishing himself as a permanent part-time resident a...
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Sunday, October 16, 2011

briefly stated

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If you do something before you’re ready for it, it could very well be that you will surprise yourself and others with your newly identified ...
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Saturday, October 15, 2011

trip south

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Ahhhh, Chicago! I especially love my trips there now. There is no downside. An easy bus trip – time to work, read, nap. An even easier El tr...
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Friday, October 14, 2011

saddle

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Rosie and I are riding again. I had to go to campus to pick up exams – Rosie delivered me there and back without incident. True, I have take...
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Thursday, October 13, 2011

little ones

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Watching students type their midterms brings back memories of all the many years I myself was studying at one university or another (from 19...
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Wednesday, October 12, 2011

rest

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The evening passes. After the initial burst of energy (get me out of this ER place NOW!), I flop down on the couch at the farmhouse. No oomp...
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Tuesday, October 11, 2011

the ride

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Six years ago, I took up biking in a serious way. Good bye car, hello open road. Within a month I crashed. My wheel stuck in a crevice and I...
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Monday, October 10, 2011

from dawn to dusk

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The sun rises over the sandy banks of the island in the middle of the Wisconsin River. Oh, it’ll be a warm Sunday. Very warm. And we h...
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Sunday, October 09, 2011

give me a boat, that can carry two...

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In my mind, rivers are like cats: they have their own personality, a strong one at that and you better not mess with it, or else. Instead – ...
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Saturday, October 08, 2011

where the waters flow...

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7:30. Time to get going. Sun's been up for an hour already. If ever there is a fall week-end that begs for something special, somethi...
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Friday, October 07, 2011

boxes

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Time passes audaciously quickly when I am busy. But then on week-ends, when work slows down, time positively speeds. Beyond the speed limit,...
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Thursday, October 06, 2011

hello, day

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I am up, the sun is up, we are up together. There is a little window in the farmhouse bedroom. Through it, I can see well enough the emergin...
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Wednesday, October 05, 2011

life is warm

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On days like this, I feel I am dangerously close to Andy Rooney, as depicted in a cartoon I saw this week – in it, he comments on everything...
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