Ocean
by Nina Camic
Tuesday, December 19, 2017
cornflower blue
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I bring my daily morning animal report to Ed: I think Apple is hiding her eggs. Also, I searched the whole barn but found no kittens. They...
Monday, December 18, 2017
tidying up
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A wagging finger follows me all morning long: what's this pile all about? -- asks the voice behind it. Wag, wag, wag, right in the dir...
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Sunday, December 17, 2017
farmette Sunday
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Before farmhouse cleaning, before breakfast, before Ed is fully awake, I make my way to the barn. The cheepers are all over me, nudging eac...
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Saturday, December 16, 2017
Saturday in gentle sunshine
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I come downstairs to fix breakfast. I glance out the kitchen window. This is so routine for me! I like to see how the light falls on the ba...
Friday, December 15, 2017
Friday
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Early, oh so early. Why not sleep in? I'm retired. Sleeping in is what you do when you're retired. Too much to do. Clock still se...
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Thursday, December 14, 2017
Thursday
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We've had winters like this before: cold, snowless. I can't pretend that they're a favorite. I like snow! But I also do appreci...
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