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Keeping in mind the beautiful things in life: family, reaching out to someone deeply loved, avoiding current news as much as possible, gardening, and walking.

I went to the beach recently. This is what I saw:

Puget Sound, Olympic Mountains And here come the rain clouds. A huge ruckus. The following picture shows why. T...


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In a recent press briefing by the current secretary of the Department of Homeland Security, a sign on her podium read:

“One of ours, all of yours.”

While the origin of this phrase is debated, we know what it means. It was on her podium as she addressed the country about the recent murder in Minnesota of Renee Nicole Good by a...


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No garden is complete without a fern or two nestled among the larger plants. Many ferns are beautifully quirky and, as with most plants, at their best in rain. Here are a few of the unique and (usually) evergreen ferns I grow, followed by a few other garden stars.

Bill likes the name of this rare fern: Doodia media, Rasp fern. If we get a hard freeze this wint...


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Cowards

Little boys with big guns. Little boys hiding behind masks, driving unmarked cars with blackened windows, little boys wearing balaclavas. Little boys with badges. Bullies bullying those who can’t fight back. Little boys who were bullied on the playground, hiding from the bully who is more afraid than his victim. Aim your gun and fire – feeling like a big man now?


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Last evening, I was notified of the death of a dear friend. She died of cancer. She had been fighting the disease for more than two years, and the last time we met up for coffee she was tired. She talked, shared her thoughts on life, the religion we once shared, our children (her daughter, my son – only children), her upbringing in North Dakota and mine in Iowa and then Seatt...


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