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Watering Dirt
“I have to go water my flowerbeds,” I said a few weeks ago. Flowerbeds—not flowers. There were no flowers yet, but “I have to go water my flowerbeds” sounded much better than “I have to go water my dirt.” But you know what you have to do to get flowers and, later, fruit? Water dirt. Continue reading
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The Goodness of Gardening Friends
“All my flower beds are filled with this ivy,” I texted two of my friends this afternoon. “Should I pull it or let it be? It’s pretty but seems to be taking over…” I snapped a picture to accompany my text, hoping as I sent it that my friends would reply, “Oh, that’s a rare Continue reading
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Autumn’s Lament: A Sonnet
It’s been a bit since I’ve shared any poetry, but my oak trees are crimsoning so I couldn’t resist scribbling a sonnet about the beauty of autumn, the ugliness of dying, and the hope of resurrection. And yes, “crimsoning” is a word. Isn’t it lovely? It conveys the progressive blush of the autumn foliage and Continue reading
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Insignificant in Life, Glorious in Death
There’s a tree at the end of my street that is unfairly beautiful right now. It’s nice enough throughout the rest of the year, but in the early autumn it turns a vibrant red. I slow down whenever I drive past just to marvel at it. There’s something somber about this tree. It spends its Continue reading
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Running for Perspective
I love to run, but unless I have a really good soundtrack or running buddy, abhor running on treadmills or tracks because I do not run merely for exercise, I run for perspective. This is why I cannot run on a track only. After a while, I get bored watching the same people play the Continue reading
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Two Poems for Two Places
Driving across my home state of Arizona, I was struck not only by the differences between my Sonoran Desert home and White Mountain destination, but by the subtle similarities between the two. While it might seem odd that I was able to find any commonality between these so apparently distinct places, I sensed a certain artistic Continue reading
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