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Mane Event

Somehow, during the commercial break, a good-sized chunk of mascara fell from the guest commentator’s eyelashes and landed on her upper cheek. It wasn’t enormous but it was noticeable, about the size of dwarf Tic-Tac. The interviewer pretended not to notice, looking straight into her eyes, never for a second letting his gaze wander to…

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Life on the Line

Our dryer broke. So we bought a new one but it was too wide for our 100-year old back door, a fact we knew but forgot, and so we are doing without until we buy a skinnier dryer. Well, we aren’t doing without, my husband is. He does most of the laundry. It’s his thing.…

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Friday Round-Up A Day Late

A Friday Round-Up a day late could make it a Saturday Round-Up. There is that thought. Never mind. The oddest thing about my week is that someone left a piano in front of my house. People down the street moved out, left the piano at the curb; a young woman tried to wrangle the piano down…

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Minnie Looking at Lake Superior

Originally posted on Red's Wrap: She looks through the railing, her nose twitches at something floating by that we don’t see or maybe fish swimming yards offshore. The fog disappears and the sun comes out and for minutes it is warm outside and bright and then the fog gathers itself, regroups. Ten minutes is all we have to sun ourselves and remember other times we spent outside being warm with people who are somewhere else. The fog takes back its spot, layers gauze where it was clear, chases us off our chairs, there’s nothing to see but each other the two of us and our dog waiting for what’s…

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Lift the Anchor

Originally posted on Red's Wrap: Captain Nan’s was one of a dozen beautiful white boats bobbing in their slips on a dock lit by tiny white Christmas lights. Her sign said she did tours of Islamorada and that’s what I wanted. After years of staying in the same tiny ’50’s era resort on the bay side of the Florida Keys and a couple of disastrous boat rentals when we tore up tender habitat trying to find the elusive boating lanes, churning brown sand into the water that could be seen for miles, probably recorded by satellite for later prosecution, I wanted to take to the sea. I wanted to buzz…

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A True Fact

Alaskans like to ask visitors “What’s the difference between a caribou and a reindeer?” The visitors talk about antlers, size, color, all kinds of possible differences until they give up. “Well,” a good Alaskan will say, “They’re the same except caribou are wild and reindeer are domesticated plus, you know, reindeer can fly.” So cute.…

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Night Flight

He takes forever to settle down. Maybe 30, he is tall and thin, dark hair, cut very short, he is very well put together as we used to say. He puts his black bag under the seat in front of him then retrieves it minutes later, rifles through its compartments, puts it back under the…

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The Nugget

A momentous trip ought to have momentous takeaways. There ought to be something life-changing about going to Nome. I’ve decided to have a second piercing in each ear. This came to me after sitting next to a woman from Boston who sported blue studs and dangling earrings. She was also incredibly smart, very athletic, an…

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Nome Friday Round-Up

Not that many places are unforgettable but I think Nome is. Sadly, I don’t think I’ll ever be back. What I’ve collected up this week by way of stones and stories will have to do. I’ve thought about that the whole time, telling myself to make every minute count. It’s Friday so here’s my round-up…

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