Monthly Archives: February 2009

The Tour of California, Day One

The Prologue was at the Capitol, and we were there, about 30 yards from the start.  All of our favorite riders–Thor, Tom, George, Ivan, Tyler, Jens, and Lance. Our cameras weren’t as fast as the riders, but it was a … Continue reading

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who knew?

February 14, 1977 Apparently, I did. ___________________________________________ My other boyfriend. Steve was not amused. Happy Valentine’s Day.

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wordinista brings you: mulch

Wordinista has been pretty quiet lately. My brain hasn’t been so smart, and my receptors for fabulous words seem to be dulled by the gray sky of winter, the economic gloom, too much oatmeal, or something. I had a moment … Continue reading

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sketchy stuff

In keeping with the accidental tourist theme this week (meaning, I didn’t plan it this way), we’re taking a peek into Steve’s sketch books.  I was inspired by this website, Urban Sketchers, which I stumbled upon yesterday, and can’t stop … Continue reading

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A goddess of one’s own

A year ago I was in India, with several goals in mind. Yes, I was there to work with very poor women and their daughters. And to assist the Reach India office with their marketing. But I also had another … Continue reading

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A year ago I had a moment

A year ago I was in India, and was reconciling my understanding of poverty, over and over again. Every day. It was a hard trip, and it opened my eyes and broke my heart.  And I think about it. Every … Continue reading

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a few sticks to go with those stones

I have always loved rocks. But somehow this winter, I have fallen for the sticks. The the bare trees, and the way the sun falls on them. A few leftover leaves, but pretty much, they are just sticks, waiting for … Continue reading

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what sunday morning looks like in our house

Steve left at 6 am for a little zen golf. That means he does the back nine at Wildhorse, alone. He does this several times a week. I woke up at 7:30, and am surrounded by three newspapers, The Davis … Continue reading

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32 years-date not yet expired

Feb. 7, 1977, first date with Steve. We were juniors at Chico State and had known each other since the previous semester. We weren’t a “thing” yet, but we might be. I was living in an apartment, Tortilla Flats, with … Continue reading

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so kim, what’s with the blogging thing?

A relative asked me last Thanksgiving. She was genuinely puzzled as to why I would blog, and I genuinely didn’t have an answer.  This is as close as I can come. It’s an experiment to see if the moments of … Continue reading

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