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Working On It

The few years I have had the privilege to write this blog have been full of the kind of change that any astrologer worth their salt could expect from a person turning 27, then 28, then 29, then 30, then 31.

It has been a time of tremendous change for me, all kinds of uncomfortable transitions and such. Read the rest of this entry

What the Morning Found

This morning found twins in the partially constructed barn. One was being licked diligently as she nosed the air towards a warm teet, the other was dead in the muck between Read the rest of this entry

A Seat

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“Why do you carry a chair around if you prefer to sit on the ground?” Read the rest of this entry

Wascawee Wabbits

I live in a yard, in a lovely shed with a sliding glass door and one perfect window. It was insulated by a friend who lived there before me. She had fabric hanging from the ceiling because she hadn’t perfected drywall when she did the ceiling and she said looking at it reminded her of constant failure. That sort of thing doesn’t bother me the same way, so their is no fabric hanging from my ceiling. Read the rest of this entry

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