Deer Season

Deer, in Quilt-Colored Meadow.  Friends, Good Friday steals my words. I offer you this piece instead.  UngulatesI see them most mornings, these days. Driving along our canyon road as it finds a way through the chaparral forest, I’ll spot the flick of a white tail beneath the oak canopy, or the twitch of a rabbit-shaped […]


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Driving by Faith

Our Mountain.  Heading Home in Fog We’ve had springtime weather here, cool and damp, with promises of rain hanging in the sky. I’m leaving work, destined for home. It’s a short drive, as commutes go: the city gives way to countryside in only seven miles. When I reach the cows on a hillside above the intersection […]


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Springing, Part Two: Up.

Wisteria. And a Utility Pole … The Incredible Sweetness of Being, Part Seven After I nearly missed the plum flowers, I made wisteria my priority. Our neighbor, down at the corner of the main road, grows wisteria along the fence line protecting the orchards from the deer, and whatever else threatens orchards. It is abloom […]


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Springing, Part One

 Plum, Leafing Out. The Incredible Sweetness of Being, Part Six Spring is muscling right in despite my schedule and I can stop to breathe it or not but it’s coming anyway. The plum tree is half-leaved already–no, even more. Only a few flowers remain. Wasn’t it yesterday that I awoke and noted the blooms first […]


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when I think longer

The invitation I never sent. First off top of my head… yes. then I remembered my friend had guests coming then. She’d be busy.   Life goes better whn I don’t follow every impulse. I keep learning this better. — Best regards, Sheila sheilalagrand.com


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