Ocean

by Nina Camic

Monday, June 02, 2014

(mostly) about perennials

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Flowers are like crying infants -- it's a bit of a guessing game when things aren't quite right. Most of us don't have the need...
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Sunday, June 01, 2014

Sunday

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Coordinating tasks today is a challenge. The easy part is early morning: letting the chickens out doesn't vary. I'm up, they're...
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Saturday, May 31, 2014

Saturday

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My older girl and I are strolling through the Farmers Market downtown. I turn to her and ask -- do you notice anything about my nose? She ...
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Friday, May 30, 2014

dizzy

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New Glasses I've been dealing with eye glass prescriptions in the way that a kid might deal with carrots and celery packed into her l...
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Thursday, May 29, 2014

there comes a day...

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There comes an evening when you are so tired that thoughts stray only toward the couch where you will soon position yourself and, if all go...
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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

branches

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We have birches. We have maples. We have enormous willows, we have pines of all sizes. We have more box elders than I could count. We have ...
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Tuesday, May 27, 2014

out and about

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Can it be that I am becoming too tied to the farmette? That May, June -- will forever become months when my imagination doesn't run pas...
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Monday, May 26, 2014

divide and conquer

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A quiet day. Hot to start with, even in the early morning. And so we both begin outdoor work at 6, thinking that by noon, we'll ...
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