Ocean
by Nina Camic
Monday, October 01, 2012
in the season
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Why are you writing "late garden" on the freezer bags? -- this from Ed, who is watching me prepare the last of the tomatoes for wi...
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Sunday
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Sunday morning. When I think that last week at this time I was breathing deep sighs of relief, knowing that my daughter had just survived (w...
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Saturday, September 29, 2012
remembering
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Yoga in the morning. (To my commenter -- I wouldn't do it nearly as well if I were to do it alone. Being with a good teacher is really m...
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Friday, September 28, 2012
Friday
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Friday. Breakfast alone. (Ed has his tech design meeting too early for us to linger in the nook together.) Work at home. With Isis show...
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Thursday, September 27, 2012
might there come a day...
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...when I wont have even a photo from the day to offer you here? No, impossible. There is always breakfast. (Yes, one reason for tak...
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Wednesday, September 26, 2012
midweek
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Since Ed hasn't been up for tennis following his bout of whatever it is that he was bouting with and since I haven't the proper hou...
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Tuesday, September 25, 2012
then there's Tuesday
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How does a day become so terribly unremarkable so quickly? And maybe 'unremarkable' isn't such a good word here anyway, because ...
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Monday, September 24, 2012
the days after
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Wherever I look, I see signs of this past weekend. I couldn't bear to abandon the wedding flowers and so I grabbed a bunch to take...
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