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Despite a recent wave of sixty degree weather, we’re still in a post winter, pre-spring zone here on the seacoast. Yesterday morning, after poking in to Tj’s parents’ to use their coffee maker (and pat a certain lovely black lab), I ventured down to the river to snap some photos. When we return from vacation, I imagine the spring cleaning urge will hit us; flowers will be in full bloom. Until then, I am enjoying the melt, and the unearthing of treasures buried under snowfall.




It snowed, today, briefly and after a cold, hard rain, and I am currently bundled up in an old LL Bean sweater and a fleece. In approximately 48 hours, I will be barefoot on warm, white sand. Still trying to wrap my brain around that one.

Happy weekend. This week has been all over the place. I need this adventure to sunshine more than ever. Thanks to everyone who has left kind thoughts here, and on twitter (and in real life!). It really does mean a great deal to me. ♥

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This is the third installment. I am listing one hundred things I am thankful for.

  1. grey cats (specifically Gumdrop and Johnathan Boomerang Densmore)
  2. ordering delivery food over the internet
  3. Timothy’s parents
  4. fields
  5. being barefoot
  6. the future (my own, mostly)
  7. my former boyfriends
  8. non-petroleum lip balm
  9. cedar trees
  10. my trip to China

Today I am sticking with a shortened segment of the list, if only because I am a bit worn down. I received my enrollment decision for the graduate program I applied to. The result was… disappointing. I put all my eggs into one very narrow (highly competitive) basket. I am letting myself feel it for a couple days, and fighting the urge not to be disappointed in myself. I have some ideas I would like to explore. There are options.  ♥

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I am continuing with my list of one hundred things I am thankful for, started here.

  1. donuts
  2. goats
  3. stones found on shorelines and river banks
  4. spring
  5. friends who understand and respect my infrequent communication
  6. the afghan crocheted by my grandmother
  7. public radio and television
  8. the internet
  9. museums
  10. the library at UVM 2006-2009
  11. the printmaking class I took at MassArt
  12. chalkboards in restrooms
  13. my eyes
  14. chai
  15. sourdough
  16. houseplants
  17. the tortoise
  18. Young Playwrights
  19. Timothy’s hands (they are beautiful)
  20. glass sun catchers
  21. notebooks
  22. growing up pre-cellphone
  23. my high school art teacher
  24. pierced ears
  25. rose quartz

To be continued.

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I am listing one hundred things I am thankful for. These are one hundred things that make me feel happy, safe, loved (and loving), inspired. They are everywhere, everything.

Spring is a time for remembrance and renewal. I’ve always found that a little difficult. I tend to dwell, and only on the negative, especially when it comes to myself, my own personal failings. I want to be refreshed, but I want to stay grounded. I am slowly learning that those desires are not necessarily contradictory. This is a season for development. Positive thinking.

Part one, numbers one through twenty-five. 

I am a list-maker.

  1. sunshine
  2. my first dog, a loyal and heroic golden retriever named Taffy
  3. false memories
  4. warm toes
  5. waffles
  6. the ocean
  7. clean drinking water
  8. soil
  9. mourning doves
  10. my father
  11. my mother
  12. skin
  13. Vermont and Vermonters
  14. the house I grew up in
  15. the girls I grew up with
  16. giant trees
  17. my right to choose
  18. color
  19. vision
  20. summer thunderstorms
  21. a stable, healthy relationship with the man I love
  22. comfortable silence
  23. books, the ability and freedom to read them
  24. my older brother
  25. coffee

To be continued.

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My father’s painting remains unfinished. I refuse to rush through something so precious, so replacement gifts have been found.

Timothy will be home for the rest of the holiday. My heart is bursting.

On Saturday night we drive to Vermont to visit my family.

My bed is made.

I am finally reading through the Harry Potter books.


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