Ra's Spiral Path

Author: Sarah

  • Who steals a ladder from a single mother?

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    To the thief that stole my really nice fiberglass ladder that I saved up for years to buy on sale with a coupon:

  • A slow start

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    This year is speeding by day to day. Work on creative projects is going ever so slowly. If I truly want to post more often here I need to rework my brain into thinking smaller…

  • A Tiny Triumph

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    After watching Jenny Lawson’s TED talk about sharing stories, it really made me want to try to find time to share stories more regularly. So here goes…

  • New year, new chair

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    I spent a good portion of the day today working on an idea I’ve had for a while. I had a busted chair and some busted garden hoses, so I put them together into something comfortable and functional.

  • Bad Timing

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    I saw my son’s father today crossing the street as I was waiting to turn left at the intersection.

  • At the famous writer’s house…

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    Early Wednesday morning I had a dream that I was wandering around a very famous writer’s estate. I sometimes ran into another person or people that I knew and often went off searching for my son – who kept wandering off. At some point I found and followed the writer to his very out of…

  • A learning experience

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    At my most recent meeting of children services librarians at work, we were asked to share what we are excited to learn in a our introductions. I shared that I am trying to be excited to learn how to replace a window pane.

  • Small Comfort

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    In chatting With a storytime mom As she was leaving with her Three year old daughter, I was comforted in knowing That her son was also struggling With kindergarten. He is also a smart kid (like mine). And while it’s disappointing To know that our kids are Struggling with our system As they are first…

  • Owl

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    I saw an owl last night Sitting in the big tree Behind my house When I let the dog out It didn’t make a sound But I saw her turn her head As she waited For the storm to pass

  • An Offering (for the canyon)

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    Tending my body in the wise woman’s house I watch my loose hair go down the drain In Santa Fe Two days previously I watched my hair strands blow from my fingers In Chaco Canyon