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Lucy Cash
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Now you see me. Now you still see me.
Now you see me. Now you still see me.

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shift work
Little people drawing little people will be shifting to two different afternoons, will hereafter nourish me midweek and end of week as I take on additional hours at work, shift modes and roles and schedules and level of looseness, which is decidedly coming ...

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For what I have lost
a length of batik fabric from Ghana brought to me by my father my Brownie beanie the bedspread, red with white polka dots edged with navy with white polka dots. from my room in Maine the 1950s white kitten heels I found in my mother's room in Florida and du...

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a week of small but profound joys
Top to Bottom:  1. The Wall of Jesuses (Jesi?) at The Eclectible Shop (1036 Northwest Blvd), which is THE place for a rainy day for the old books and their aroma, the cozy collections of old items, and the surprising enormity of the place. 2.  The sign at t...

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with apologies to the Five Guys crew for the peanut shells
Did you even know yesterday was Miracle Friday? 1. It was Friday, and he didn't insist on eating at Chick Fil-A. 2. In fact, he was amenable to trying a totally new place to him. 3. The fries were the kind with potato skin on them, but he wasn't fazed at al...

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alignment
Confession: my mind wanders quite a little bit when it should not. In a Sunday School class a few years ago, I completely lost the train of discussion chasing some rabbit of a thought. When I came back to awareness, one of my classmates was saying that ever...

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Profiled
At times he seems utterly grownup, and at other times he craves childhood. He has the soul of an artist and the dreams of a visionary. Those he loves, he loves wholeheartedly. He sets out on adventures but enjoys returning home to nest in his blankets. He b...

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On maintenance and performance
Yesterday was Pep's physical. Like Salsa, her muzzle is graying. Nonetheless she still has the hearing of a bat, the gait of a gazelle, and the vertical leap of Wilt Chamberlain. Her heart, though. A murmur undetected when we adopted her eleven and a half y...

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after the storm
After the storm the walkway is littered with sticks and leaves and small branches, some as thick as my finger. After the storm there is mud on the driveway and water in the basement and sticks poking crazily out of the boxwoods. After the storm I can hear c...

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the giving mountain
Wednesday when I left my office, I stopped stone in the parking lot when a light breeze played in my hair, then made an executive-style decision: quick, absolute. Thirty minutes later I had retrieved a boy from one place and a dog from another and ascended ...
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