Monthly Archives: April 2019

the end . the beginning

Since you’ve all been waiting by your computers for me to finish the story about our apple tree I thought I’d take a minute, while I sit in this old familiar place overlooking the two matching rocks, to relieve your … Continue reading

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My retirement is now six months old, and I’m still basking in the freedoms it has opened for me. Not long ago I got to interview the director of Chehalem Cultural Center for a story in this issue of The … Continue reading

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Poetry emerged as a theme this weekend, not that we planned it or anything. I guess it started when Mauri received a poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay in his email about the arrival of spring. Several lines caught his … Continue reading

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and on the road this time . . .

With a full heart from my days in Michigan, I loaded my rental car and hit the road—not for the airport but for Virginia to spend a week with my other Carlson son and his family in Haymarket. It wouldn’t … Continue reading

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in the air again

Traveling post employment means I no longer need to carry a computer. Since it and I have been joined at the hip for so many years, I anticipated a bit of separation anxiety. To combat the potential symptoms I bought … Continue reading

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