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HAVE PEN, WILL TRAVEL

I’m getting sappy. Yes, I picked some ripe pine cones from our ancient white pine tree that creaks and sways over our country lodge, leaving my fingers sticky with the fragrant essence of winter. But I’m also sappy over the whole season that is sitting right in front of me. Growing up with traditions of …

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how fascinating is this? it’s a big saturday night, 4th of july weekend, the pulse of fireworks exploding outside of my window (although, it’s the 2nd, NOT the 4th, people…).  the world is out and about, merry making and carrying on and consuming large amounts of liquor.  and why not?  it’s a big birthday. when …

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i’ve always had a love affair with letters. stamps. postmarks. there was a day, seems unfathomable, when a hand-written compulsion to say something to someone, drew into action a literal labor of love:  nib to ink well, carefully formed script etched across sturdy thick paper, blotted to keep the words from melting as the paper …

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