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Blackberries and Twins: Compound Fruits
I’m supposed to be writing today, I think, about graduations and graduates and mine, in particular. My graduates, I mean. Not my graduations which were dull beyond measure to me. To everyone, probably, other than the parents for whom graduations are a plodding, majestic thing, marking success, at least ostensibly, but perhaps, if the parents…
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Upon My Twins’ Graduation, Standing at the Faerie Door
What is it, do you think, about graduations, these endings of one thing and beginnings of everything else? I’m in the middle of them right now. This very second. This week. This sunny day, which is the eve of tomorrow, which is the day of the Actual Event. The gradution. The marked moment when the…
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Twinsie Pics: SPECIAL EDITION! Someone’s Having a Baby
It’s Twinsie Pics Time wherein my eldest daughter and I pose as twins and you hafta try to tell us apart. And I’M SO EXCITED FOR THIS ONE because I’ve been keeping a BIG SECRET for, like, five months now! Listen, friends. ONE of us is pregnant. Either my dear daughter or me. But not…
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Today, Undone on the Unending List of Things I Must Do If Not Right Now Then Yesterday, Is Mostly Everything, But I Grew a Strawberry
Today, undone on the unending List of Things I Must Do If Not Right Now Then Yesterday, is mostly everything, so I started to write about that. There is dirt under my ragged fingernails because, once I started on a Patch of Weeds, I was unstoppable. My jeans are muddy. My shoes are filthy. So…