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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...

I was at a full rest.  So restful that I was asleep.  I really don’t do that much these days.  Sleep is like a long forgotten laughter to me.  It would be sweet to have it again, but like laughter, it comes not often enough.  Sometimes I try to think what it was like b...

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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