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I don’t have those words. Not yet. Maybe soon I will, but not yet. 8.25 miles to start […]
or less, but I drag myself from one word to another, tired from day and swimming in the […]
A vineyard walk often solves everything. Shows you everything. Gives you everything. Easy to understand, as the vineyard […]
Two poems to type. Won’t tonight. Feeling lazy and tired from morning run. 8.5 miles, surprised self— Didn’t […]
Told wife she can run in the morning and I’ll run when I get home, for 45 minutes. […]
At desk, typing blog for winery, looking out at Sauvignon Blanc vines, listening to café rock— soft, encouraging, […]
Tomorrow, I promise more poetry. More. Wrote one today, that’s three in the last three days. I’ve had […]
Up before 5. Downstairs with Jackie… Drinking coffee and ready for the day. Tried going back to bed, […]
A run. Soon. And a long one. One testing me. Cup of coffee already at right, babies still […]