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Just me, some confused deer, and thoughts of hope I just got back from my second walk of the day, in the pouring rain. A mile and a half up and down our muddy, one-lane rural road. As I stepped … Continue reading
Tag Archives: New Year
Usually I am hopeful and full of joy for the new year. This year I’m weary. This year I felt drained of creativity. I didn’t read much. I didn’t find much joy in my work. I found myself not wanting … Continue reading
OK, 2016, there’s the door. Don’t let it whack you in the fanny on the way out, you miserable sod. Rarely have I felt so much dark energy as these past twelve months have brought, and I gather from Facebook … Continue reading