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My sweet Lizzy is nearly done with her pregnancy.  In about 10 days the squirm and squeal of puppies will fill our ears, our home and our time.  Lizzy is new at this whole mothering thing.  Canine gestation is only about 60 days give or take.  She has had little time t...

Winter is a liar.

They say that it is possible to have all four seasons in one day up here on this mountain.  Today is proof.  Bitter and angry, the cold early morning bit at my fingers and nose only to be tamed by clearing skies and an unbelievably determined sun.  I e...

Its been raining forever.  There has been no sun for at least a millennium.  The ran comes and comes and comes.  The soggy ground has been burdened to a point of frustration and is throwing a fit.  The water sits, puddles and runs  atop the earth.  Not one more drop is...

Living on a mountain requires an acceptance of bipolar weather.  It was 75 degrees yesterday, green with luscious gloriousness.  I spent the day working on little things and resting my body in the bright spring sun.  Today, I woke to grey cloud sprinkles dripping...

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Lizzy, Learning, and Loving Life in the midst of Change

April 6, 2020

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