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Like Trying to Wash Grease Off of Plastic with Cold Water and No Soap

Vintage whines, I have a few. It’s like trying to eat roast beef with a plastic spoon. Like designing a book under water with no air supply. Or carrying cranberry juice in a construction-paper basket woven for a grade-school project. … Continue reading

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Good Friend Down

They are giants. Two oaks towering more than six stories high. And in between was once a sinuous and not so small maple tree. Look through the teen-aged pine and you’ll see her on a snowy day. Weed whackers and … Continue reading

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Interlude with a Goddess

Usually, she stands by the side of the sink, proudly perched on a ledge in the arch that separates the cooking zone from the eating area. Theoretically. My kitchen actually gets multiple use as a basement, alternative studio, storage space … Continue reading

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