In a few days, I will be leaving on my drive to the island.
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Would my bird viewing diet be confined to pigeons?
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“Oh, look at your view!”
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In October, leaving the island, the Here once again became There.
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In these final days of 2011, I’ve been thinking again about the ordinary.
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I’ve always had a sort of love-hate relationship with my basement.
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No doubt it’s easier to find awe and wonder in the beautiful and sublime.
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Snow, whether you love or hate the stuff, is a word that on its own seems innocent enough.
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There’s been no hard frost yet, but surely, and soon, one will come.
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