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I am not a baker.

Seems to me, there are two kinds of people in the world.  Well, actually, that’s total crap, but for the sake of this argument, work with me. There are bakers and there are cooks. Bakers are exacting, precise, accurate. Cooks are … Continue reading

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I am the garden.

I am the garden, and the garden is me. I fell apart the other day. Fell.  Apart. Sunday started innocuously enough. Up and at ‘em, putter, putter, mocha, putter, putter.  At some point, mid-morning, I was standing in a doorway, … Continue reading

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