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September 2011 Archives

It’s 7:30 a.m., I have a major sinus headache, and yet I jolt with the sudden urge to climb up on a child’s loft bed and hammer itty bitty nails in the exact right spots so that the 8X10 photographs […]

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I woke this morning feeling a bit disoriented and irritable. My mind raced to try to figure out “what was wrong?” Was I upset about something? Did I have something planned for the day that I didn’t want to do? […]

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As my husband drove off for jury duty this morning, seventeen-year-old memories of my time as a juror assaulted me. I was twenty-three years old and a new school teacher. I was concerned about leaving my classroom in the care […]

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My name is Kirsten and I am a tree hugger. I’ve never understood why some people find that offensive. Truly…if someone liking trees challenges your political stance, you may be taking your politics a bit too far ;). I celebrate […]

Beautiful long-haired Siamese Sammy walks the perimeter of the porch, winding near me and away from me, enticing me with low, prrr-meows, but staying two inches from my outstretched hand.  This is a familiar routine. “Sammy, remember how you love […]

I’m fascinated by egg baskets. This may be, in part, because I have chickens. And they lay eggs. At any rate, an egg basket actually scored a spot on my vision board–a large poster board I have in my bedroom […]

Wednesday morning I woke early. The house was quiet and I peeked out the back window at an amazing sunrise. I tip-toed outside and sat on the back porch with Sammy the cat and watched that sunrise and felt the […]

The Story of Joi: My part-time teaching job took me in to every elementary classroom in my small town.  One day I walked in to a fourth grade class and met Imani, a long-haired Native American boy with the kindest […]

I just read a fabulous article about a 17-year-old girl, Arina Shestopolov Censor, who saved a man’s life when missiles fell near her home at Beer-Sheva, Isreal,  on August 20. Arina and her father heard the cries of Lior George […]

I dropped by a friend’s house the other day and my senses were bombarded with the excitement radiating through her house. In her living room she had a stage area set up with six or seven instruments just waiting for […]