Category Archives: Stories of Home

Dance at Holleran Hall

When I wrote my last post I was still giddy with what happened at the wedding reception: I ‘called’ country dances without anything but a dancer’s experience and saw a listless party come to life. On the drive home, the … Continue reading

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Calling the shots

Tonight something amazing happened and I want to tell someone. So, we attended the wedding of Owen and Jenn, friends of my adult children, and afterwards ate well at the potluck reception. After a long delay, the old-timey band began to play, … Continue reading

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Pantoum for Early Spring

We dance from black and white into living color. The brown garden is unveiled through receding snow. Twig tips pointillate in copper, red, and gold. Morning sun glows lemon through dewy leaves. The brown garden is unveiled through receding snow. … Continue reading

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National Poetry Month

One year for National Poetry Month I joined a bunch of friends who posted a poem every day through April. It was fun sharing some favorites and reading new ones. But now that I am off Facebook, that time-suck, I … Continue reading

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The Daily Poet

On a blog named “Letters from Heart’s Content”, surely the reader expects to read something new from time to time. Fresh out of the oven, slathered with butter, here it is. Gotham Writers Workshop offers some dynamite writing courses online. My … Continue reading

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Koselig: Not Just for Christmas #TBT

Well, this goes down as the winter I discovered koselig, a name both for something I already experience and for something I want to cultivate. In December I read a range of articles on koselig (and its sister hygge) to … Continue reading

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Whoosh! Wasabi mad.

So, a few days after Christmas I was found myself wasabi mad. Wasabi mad: angry in an instant, flaming way, going instantly from calm to raging and quickly subsiding. Someone is rude to you and you flare into anger. Suddenly … Continue reading

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In the News

I just got off the phone with a woman I’ve never met who told me a story. Sheila Hagar knew my birthmother when they both lived in Walla Walla, and she has been storing some Anziano family china for a … Continue reading

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Making a tiny splash in the Internet

I think I can safely say there is not yet a villanelle on the theme of hygge, the Danish art of living through the winter with comforting coziness. So, plip, here is my unique drop in the vast sea of … Continue reading

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Overdosed on Hamilton

Students in my Challenge III class wouldn’t stop talking about Hamilton; something said in discussion would trigger them and they would start chanting and moving in syncopated rhythm while the rest of us looked on in bewilderment. After a couple … Continue reading

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