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The Week:

Wherein I take a day to retreat, welcome a new babe, spend a lot of time with the new babe's precious sister, watch children astound me with their strength and musicality, do a lot of planting and eating and being with my people, as well as listen repeatedly to the call of the Marsh. Also, I discover I might have a future in lingerie making. 

If all else fails.

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Reality of the Week:

May. That time of year when 

everything you've been pushing aside 

comes calling.

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Moment of the Week:

When the 900 pound rock that was laying down flat was wrestled back into its upright place, launching me into the category of 

"My favorite human right now is ME."

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Word of the week:

Tell a good story.