Ocean

by Nina Camic

Saturday, February 08, 2020

Saturday

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Such a curiously off balance day! Or perhaps it feels that way because Ed has not yet fully recovered from a cold that first hit him at the...
Friday, February 07, 2020

Friday

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You could say that the sails of the ship carrying my mom to her new living arrangement had been temporarily dropped this week, as we wait f...
Thursday, February 06, 2020

Thursday

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You must never feel 100% certain about anything. With the exception of love: if you feel love for someone, then you're good: you can tr...
Wednesday, February 05, 2020

Wednesday

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Ed and I do not agree on everything. And there is one thing about which we really disagree: it is the matter of trees. The farmette has m...
Tuesday, February 04, 2020

Tuesday

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With the animals, and with Ed you never know what you're going to wake up to. He is momentarily up in the early morning, rumbling aro...
Monday, February 03, 2020

Monday

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The lovely drip drip drip of melting snow, trickling down from the roof. Drip drip drip, spring is coming, drip drip drip. (Of course, th...
Sunday, February 02, 2020

Sunday

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Days like this are precious. I don't care if you live in a city or out here, on the farmette -- you just have to step outside and take ...
Saturday, February 01, 2020

Saturday

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Talk about a good work ethic! The day was not wasted! Ed spent half of it plastering the walls in the farmhouse bedroom (a roof leak had do...
Friday, January 31, 2020

Friday

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The last day of the week, the last day of the month, and I hope -- the last of total cloud cover. Hungry for February, hungry for sunshine,...
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