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Alignment
It was a last-minute invitation, and I said yes. My friend Linette and her sister Luanne were driving up to Oregon to see the total eclipse. There would be one overnight stop in Gilroy, where Linette’s sister-in-law lives, onward to … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, Travel
Tagged friends, memoir, Oregon, road trip, solar eclipse, summer, total eclipse
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Ties
When I was a little girl, about four or five years old, my father went away on a trip to Florida. I only vaguely understood the purpose of the trip, but it was related to the construction or remodeling of … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir
Tagged childhood memories, family, family history, fashion, Florida, memoir, my father, ties
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Despite A Pall That’s Fallen On All
The Santa Ynez Valley women hikers ascended Gaviota Peak last week, looked out upon fog as thick and white as a field of snow below, then walked beneath a trestle of blooming ceanothus as we came down Trespass Trail. There are wildflowers … Continue reading
Posted in Commentary, Memoir, Nature
Tagged commentary, coping, friends, Gaviota, hiking, memoir, nature, poetry, politics, resistance, Trump
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Uncharted Waters
Yesterday as I looked out onto the hills and sea beyond, all the craziness and sadness receded, and for a moment, this was the only reality I knew. So many worlds within the world, I thought. So many moments happening … Continue reading
Posted in Commentary, Memoir
Tagged activism, commentary, Edna St. Vincent Millay, memoir, moral courage, poetry, politics, resistance, Trump
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Reconnecting
There we are in 1959, or thereabouts. From left to right, that’s me, Carol’s cousin (long since deceased) and Carol. I had never seen this photo until she sent a print of it to me just a few years ago, tucked into a … Continue reading
Permission Granted
The weather was a steady curtain of mist and drizzle interspersed with flashes of sunlight. And rainbows. Rainbows, plural, yes. I had hitched a ride with Monte to the beach, and while he surfed, I walked home. The tide was low, … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir
Tagged bereavement, coping with loss, memoir, music, my mother, rainbows
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FOMO Alert
Many years ago, while on the road to Chicago from Michigan’s upper peninsula, I looked up into the sky and glimpsed a rippling curtain of pale pinkish light, and it was the Aurora Borealis. It is therefore technically correct to … Continue reading →