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Photo credit Laurence Chen.

Let the beauty we love,
be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground."

Rumi

The Farmwife Diaries

Dec 18, 2012

I pull back the curtain this morning hoping for snow.  The sad and bad news of the last few days has had me heartsick and I wanted to see the world purified with a dousing of cold, white crystals.  As if snow could freeze off the world’s spirit sickness the way a doctor freezes off a wart.

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Dec 8, 2012
Today is my birthday and I am wearing my gift: a new-old wool dress, made of swaths of recycled merino wool sweaters sewn together in a garment of great comfort and color by my friend, seamstress of the stars, Kerry Shamblin.  The dress is a patchwork of browns and greens and, when I put it on and walked downstairs this morning, my husband said, "Just like a tree!"  He knew this was the most flattering thing to say to me.  I have often wanted to be a tree. I have never wanted to be a sheep but I do love to wear wool...

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Sep 28, 2012
On this equinox of 2012, I feel the earth turn and look up. The ridge is suddenly autumn-colored, a mosaic of heat-sapped greens and golds.  On a few trees, the leaf tips are reddening, the gothic fingertips of boughs.   The shadows are shorter, as are the days.  Now rain, leaves and the light will all drop to the ground.  And the last of the blueberry buckets will be hauled up the hill as the first of the apple bins are filled.

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