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(I’m happy to welcome Jody Lee Collins here today with a #SmallWonder guest post. Jody is part of the team that helps coordinate and support this community. She is a writer, poet, Grandmother, and substitute teacher who lives Seattle, Washington....
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My husband made a shovel for gathering the ashes out of our wood stove in the mornings. Before that we were using my son’s plastic beach shovel, but hot coals and plastic, well . . . He made the scoop out of a tin can which, up until dinner...
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Within you dwells a wood – there are trails, some old and overgrown, others fresh-cut and, between them, wide open spaces filled with untamed growth. In those woods you are every age you have ever been, every age you will be. Those woods walk up the...
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This week I’m honored to be guest posting over at Kelli Woodford’s place, Chronicles of Grace. Every week I help her and a handful of other writers host the Unforced Rhythms linkup. Click over there at the end of this post to continue reading...
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You are not the ocean – not the wind that moves across, not the crashing waves, nor the glassy ease as evening falls. You are not the clear blue, the emerald green, the angry gray and white. You are not the silver school of fins spinning in synchronized...
