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Germinating Garden Gleanings: December 2010
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Germinate: to begin to develop, to sprout. Glean: to pickup leavings in a field, to collect little by little. Wednesday, December 22, 2010. In praise of darkness. On monday I met with my spiritual director, a sister of st. joseph, who is kind and the best listener I have yet to encounter. We talked about the challenges ahead. The steps forward and all she said was do not lift the light beyond your feet. Walk forward and trust the path. Trust the path. Thursday, December 16, 2010. Committment may grow slo...
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Germinating Garden Gleanings: February 2011
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Germinate: to begin to develop, to sprout. Glean: to pickup leavings in a field, to collect little by little. Wednesday, February 9, 2011. Planning for the Season. This is our Farm Blog:. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Notes from Wazoo Farm. Golden green and blue. Anam Cara Harvest, CSA. Promote Your Page Too. Planning for the Season.
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Germinating Garden Gleanings: April 2010
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Germinate: to begin to develop, to sprout. Glean: to pickup leavings in a field, to collect little by little. Thursday, April 22, 2010. A piece of land. This is the piece of land getting my energy right now. Its in College Park Md behind a catering business. You can't tell that is has been tilled twice and needs to be tilled again. It is a modest 1/4 acre, which I wonder if it is capable of growing anything. We can only hope. Teresa and Eric, fabulous helpers. Tuesday, April 13, 2010. 7 Bees are Amazing!
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Germinating Garden Gleanings: November 2009
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Germinate: to begin to develop, to sprout. Glean: to pickup leavings in a field, to collect little by little. Thursday, November 19, 2009. I journeyed west to clear my head and spend time with a dear friend. It was a restful, healing time. How grateful I am for good souls. Gold Bug Hot Springs: Idaho. Looking at Mt. Jumbo. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Notes from Wazoo Farm. Golden green and blue. Anam Cara Harvest, CSA. Promote Your Page Too.
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Germinating Garden Gleanings: To bed it goes
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Germinate: to begin to develop, to sprout. Glean: to pickup leavings in a field, to collect little by little. Friday, October 15, 2010. To bed it goes. My piece of land in college park has gone to sleep. All has been removed besides the perennial herbs and the lovely clover cover crop. Oh clover is stunning. there should be a movement to make all yards clover. what a beautiful world it would be. October 17, 2010 at 7:39 PM. Nowe may cut it but most likely it wont flower before the first frost.then in...
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Caffeinated Love: The Midas Touch
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Musings on life and love accelerated by an iced soy cold press or two. Monday, December 10, 2012. I didn't realize that when we got to this page he was wincing. It seemed like a fairly benign rif on the King Midas story. His best friend turned into cheese. I am not giving anything away by telling you that Tweet, the bird, was restored to his birdlike ways. Happy ending. I bundled up the kids with last kisses and shuffled them off to bed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Won't You Be My Reader?
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Caffeinated Love: December 2012
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Musings on life and love accelerated by an iced soy cold press or two. Monday, December 10, 2012. I didn't realize that when we got to this page he was wincing. It seemed like a fairly benign rif on the King Midas story. His best friend turned into cheese. I am not giving anything away by telling you that Tweet, the bird, was restored to his birdlike ways. Happy ending. I bundled up the kids with last kisses and shuffled them off to bed. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Won't You Be My Reader?
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Caffeinated Love: August 2012
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Musings on life and love accelerated by an iced soy cold press or two. Thursday, August 30, 2012. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Won't You Be My Reader? Delivered to your Inbox. Learning to be White. French Potage with Pistou. What is your vision of social transformation, and how far are you willing to go in your capacity as classroom teachers to achieve it? Our Ever Growing Family. Mishegas and B Sides. Baby, You Can Drive My Car. View my complete profile. Where in the world is Carmen San Diego?
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Caffeinated Love: February 2013
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Musings on life and love accelerated by an iced soy cold press or two. Wednesday, February 27, 2013. It had been wobbly for quite some time. There had been long discussions about the tooth fairy and whether she was real. Was the tooth fairy a girl? Should we find some high speed cameras to document the fairy's arrival? Or would that scare her off forever? Do fairies need privacy? Does everyone have their own personal fairy? Or is their just one? Spence, you lost your tooth! Where was the tooth?
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Caffeinated Love: September 2013
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Musings on life and love accelerated by an iced soy cold press or two. Friday, September 13, 2013. I keep thinking about how different my morning is. Nothing like twenty six years ago. Nora quietly woke up slowly. When I peeked in their room, she turned to me like a sunflower facing the sun. She stretched. She flopped back into bed. I approached her, arms open. She bounded into my arms instinctively. I carried her in to our room, she gently patted my back as we moved. Spencer hardly stirred. Tomorrow is ...
