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Smooches.

A slightly blurry valentine on my precious Underwood. A kiss to go with it. Will you be mine?

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Overworked

As I prepare myself for another week of work, this passage comes to mind… we may tell ourselves otherwise, but we are certainly overworked by any measure. One of capitalism/s most durable myths is that it has reduced human toil. This myth is typically… Continue Reading “Overworked”

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Postcard Fiction: Foxes

They came early spring and set up camp there, in the woods near the lake, eyed stands of hardwood they would cut to make room for the necessities of cabin and garden. Father, mother, three boys under nine and a rickety wagon that would… Continue Reading “Postcard Fiction: Foxes”

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It’s a month for loving yourself!

I’m doing a weekly program at the YWCA right now which I signed up for in January to help motivate myself back into daily workouts – something I was in the groove on for almost three years before I just petered out and stopped… Continue Reading “It’s a month for loving yourself!”

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Books, books, books

I haven’t written about books for a long time – even though reading is one of my great passions and fills up all my available time (when I’m not working, sewing, hanging out with my family, playing music, doing union business, writing… damn, I… Continue Reading “Books, books, books”

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