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All The Earth

All The Earth
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Appreciating Another Lovely Review

I invite you to visit this review from Laura Berry, at Berry’s Reviews. I suspect she is familiar with Turkish food, as the only error I saw was her thinking that I was Turkish, rather than Armenian. http://berryherwithpoems.wordpress.com I’d like … Continue reading

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Cooking Up History

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Cape Cod & Clams

  For many New Englanders, Cape Cod means summer time and memories of years gone by. From the hidden cove beaches in Falmouth down to Cape Cod National Seashore, there are many unique beaches. From sandy beach bluffs in Provincetown, … Continue reading

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Glencolumkille Donegal

Had the fates not sent the pandemic, I’d be back in Ireland, taking a class at Oideas Gael, www.oideasgael.ie . I haven’t been back to this small town for eight years, and the place tugs at me. Oideas Gael is open during … Continue reading

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It’s No Substitute for Being There

But right now, photographs and memories will do. Back in 1990, I visited Loughcrew, in Oldcastle Ireland, for the first time. My daughter Jenny and I had the key to unlock the gate and a flashlight.  There wasn’t anyone else … Continue reading

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Maine Means Summer

Like many New Englanders, I love going to Maine in the summer and autumn.  Maine is the essence of summer- wild blueberries, ocean spray, walks high above the sea.  Last year I was fortunate enough to have a two-week retreat … Continue reading

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Lacework and Weaving

When I walked over-the new wooden bridge that goes over a small brook, some small finely woven spiderwebs were caught by the sunlight. The fine lacework reminded me of the lace my Aunt Sushan made. She often used to do … Continue reading

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Early Summer

This summer is unlike one many of us have lived through.  I’ve heard that in the 1950s many people were told to stay away from beaches during the polio epidemic. This summer we are trying to do our best to … Continue reading

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Water & Time

  Moss Brook has seen so much over the decades. Moss Brook begins at Black Swamp, splashed through the forest to join Miller River for twelve miles, where they tumble into the Connecticut River. When I was younger, I imagined … Continue reading

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