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Oh, Beautiful Handwritten

June 8, 2016 / Rags / Prose
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  Oh, Beautiful Handwritten – they do me proud!  🙂  Long Live Analogue and Arts from the Hand!

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Today’s Best Quote

March 31, 2016 / Rags / Prose
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      “I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating too. I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wondering awed about on […]

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Taking a Little Break to the North

March 27, 2016 / Rags / Prose
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Still Journaling the Journey

March 16, 2016 / Rags / Prose
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I love handwritten!

February 29, 2016 / Rags / Prose
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      I am SO delighted to be featured today on handwritten. Everything about this wonderful online magazine supports my philosophy of Read the Written Word and Long Live Analogue!! You can see the post here.  Thanks so much Brett, et al! Keep the pen moving.

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The Current Journal Journey

October 19, 2015 / Rags / Prose
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Into 64

September 2, 2015 / Rags / Prose
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I have just filled journal Volume 63 – kind of an astonishing number until you learn that I’ve kept a personal journal since 1993.  Following the death of my mother, I felt the mantle of historian fall to me.  My journals don’t, however, recount my broader family history.  But rather, they are far more personal, […]

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Ah! Sunflower – Sunflower Farm – Keensburg, CO

August 24, 2015 / Rags / Prose
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Ah! Sun-Flower! weary of time, Who, countest the steps of the Sun: Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the travellers journey is done. Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow: Arise from their graves and aspire Where my Sun-flower wishes to go. -William Blake       […]

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Birthday Present

August 17, 2015 / Rags / Prose
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Upper Beaver Meadows – RMNP

August 11, 2015 / Rags / Prose
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