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thunder (and hurricane popcorn)
the sky, thickly veiled in white smoke, gradually darkened. i paced the house, obsessively looking out the window as the wind picked up,...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Dec 17, 2020
- 3 min
light play (and chocolate biscotti)
one evening, while washing dishes, i looked out the window. the setting sun, illuminating the hills across the street, brushed soft light...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Nov 12, 2020
- 2 min
shorter days (and smoky chipotle sweet potato soup)
nights come early now, darkness settling in even before we sit down to dinner. the snow melts; the last aspen leaves rattle and flutter...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Oct 24, 2020
- 2 min
times like these (and chai-spiced almond butter)
i’ve heard it said that winter is never far away in the north country. you can feel its presence just beyond the mountain; hovering,...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Oct 17, 2020
- 2 min
shades of silver (and sweet potato chocolate chip muffins)
and just like that, two more seasons have come and gone. the sweet summer, sunlit and green; the fall, golden and resplendent. the...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Jun 21, 2020
- 2 min
rhubarb in the rain
the morning dawns under cover, accompanied by a steady drumbeat of rain. a low ceiling, not quite grey and not quite white. throughout...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- May 6, 2020
- 1 min
spring things, little things (and cacao cinnamon cashew bites)
the neighbor mows his lawn and the air smells sweet; later, spicy as rain releases the balm of creekside cottonwoods. thunder rumbles...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Mar 27, 2020
- 3 min
weather report (and cheater chana masala)
Winter rain, now tell me why, Summers fade, and roses die. The answer came; the wind and rain. Golden hills, now veiled in grey, Summer...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Mar 15, 2020
- 3 min
grinding to a halt
waking up this sunday morning; a sunday morning, in some ways, like every one that has come before. outside a silver disc of sun presses...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Feb 26, 2020
- 2 min
holding pattern (and raspberry vanilla granola)
the last days of february bring with them an ennui, a longing. a yen for color and life and warmth. elsewhere in the country, signs of...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Feb 19, 2020
- 2 min
still (and oat & almond pancakes)
driving over ice-glazed roads under a sky quilted white, seams stitched with blue. contemplating the state of the world, which, perhaps,...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Feb 10, 2020
- 2 min
snow (and maple peanut butter fudge)
ensconced inside walls of glass and wood, a human-scale snow globe, the world outside awash in white. flakes falling steadily: sometimes...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Feb 3, 2020
- 3 min
february (and buckwheat buttermilk cinnamon rolls)
and january is gone, just like that, sliding into the shortest month of the year. february, to me, will always be the...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Jan 23, 2020
- 2 min
clouds of winter (and oatmeal raisin cookies)
black rollers, waves tumbling in; poised to unleash onto the low-lying hills. two dozen birds, inky silhouettes burst from a tree and...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Jan 19, 2020
- 2 min
january days (and teff & oat biscuits)
There were days And there were days And there were days I know When all we ever wanted Was to learn and love and grow — The Grateful...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Apr 21, 2019
- 2 min
rain and strawberries
Easter morning clouds swirl low over the mountains, encircling peaks in wreathing mist, tumbling down to the valley floor. The air heavy...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Apr 9, 2019
- 2 min
weather report
The winter was so hard and cold, Froze ten feet ’neath the ground. — Grateful Dead, “Dire Wolf” The winter: Cold and long, even by north...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Jan 14, 2019
- 3 min
ritual (and teff banana bread granola)
My experience of late, and that of many others with whom I’ve talked, is one of time hurtling forward. Faster and faster. Dizzying and...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Dec 29, 2018
- 5 min
on fog and topographic maps
We prepared three weeks for this moment. We learned the art of orienteering–navigating with topographic maps and compasses–to find our...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
- Nov 17, 2018
- 5 min
circle of hands
Bow your head down When you break bread together; Close your eyes, Make a circle of hands. — Jeffrey Foucault, Dishes Early morning sun...
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