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Not Races
One of the senior members of my running club had a birthday this last week. She and her husband are both in their nineties, pillars of the club and the 1970s golden era of running. Notably, this also would have been a time when women were less visible on the racing circuit. Years ago, I […]
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River
A photo-poem California You escape your current Corona By escaping to summits To sands To some impossibly becoming body of water California You’re always at edge Of winds shifting Upon refresh and refresh Again PurpleAir California Do you remember the days Of earthquakes and El Niño? When haze was not temperature Smoke not forecast California […]
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Til the Next Aid Station
This is Day 175 of the quarantine. It seems as if my shell has just started to crack. Otherwise, I’ve been clumsily finding a way in it. A qua-run-routine. Running has been a balm of steadiness for me for the last 19 years. A method to the madness, they say, emphasis on madness. Perhaps if […]
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Summer Squash for Whatever and Ever
I came upon a windfall of summer squash (yay, kitchen inventory surplus). By windfall, I mean like 15 pounds worth (see last photo). Ten pounds worth were portioned for the freezer into one cup shredded patties (second photo). A few ounces worth were simmered in a simple syrup and dried for candied squash (first photo). […]