Commonplacingcom·mon·place book| ˈkämənˌplās ˌbo͝ok | noun: a book into which notable extracts from other works are copied for personal use. Blown away to le…
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on solitude
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I returned from traveling in Oregon over new year's week, where I was reminded of a decades-ago familiarity—with mud, overgrown ivy, brambles, willows…
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Bookshelf loveUnsurprisingly, I am a huge lover of books—I build cities of them on my floor as I read and write. No matter how many times I try to straighten …
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We have five hours and seventeen minutes of daylight at latitude 61.2, today on the solstice. It’s six degrees but according to the always present…
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An abundance of six-petalled flowers (i.e. snow)com·mon·place book| ˈkämənˌplās ˌbo͝ok | noun: a book into which notable extracts from other works are copied for personal use. Anchorage is dee…
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it's snowing. it's winter. let's hibernate.
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Commonplacingcom·mon·place book| ˈkämənˌplās ˌbo͝ok | noun: a book into which notable extracts from other works are copied for personal use. It began snowing…
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