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by Nina Camic

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Wednesday - 250th

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Remarkable. 250 days -- a round number, a record, a sign of the times. And counting. Here's what I'm thinking now about living the l...
Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Tuesday - 249th

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So, let's start off with a bit of humor today. A cartoon popped into my Inbox today. If ever there was one that hit home, this one is it...
Monday, November 16, 2020

Monday - 248th

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You're talking to a person here who has, from day 1 of the pandemic, practiced safe behaviors. Being retired makes that less of a challe...
Sunday, November 15, 2020

Sunday - 247th

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 It's the kind of day that makes you wish we were, say, in the middle of February already. The cold is penetrating, the somber tones out...
Saturday, November 14, 2020

Saturday - 246th

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It felt like a race: hasty retreat from the breakfast table, a fast loop around the New Development, a run to the barn where I hop on the tr...
Friday, November 13, 2020

Friday - 245th

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Are you feeling overwhelmed? Oh, but imagine being a bus driver right now. Or a grocery store clerk, as we approach a string of big grocery ...
Thursday, November 12, 2020

Thursday - 244th

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One of my favorite winter moments unfolds during a morning walk, after an especially cold night. This is when you'll find crystals of ic...
Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Wednesday - 243rd

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You should never let a beautiful day escape from you. Grab it, hold onto it, use it. Even if it's chilly. Sunshine and clear skies, calm...
Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Tuesday - 242nd

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I had half hoped for a peaceful transition: from the strange almost summer like weather of the past week, to the usual settling in of what s...
Monday, November 09, 2020

Monday - 241th

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Narcissus Baby Boomer, Tulip Pink Impression, Snowdrops. The remaining bulbs for planting. Two dozen Dutch Master daffodils still to arrive,...
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