Life-isms : A Meeting with Dirt
September 13, 2013
Tuesday was my first day of class. Big day, right? Yeah, I am 38 years old. I should so be over the whole ‘back to school…
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Tuesday was my first day of class. Big day, right? Yeah, I am 38 years old. I should so be over the whole ‘back to school…
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(Taking a break from the Life-isms : Surf Lessons Series. It will be back later in the week) Work. Hobbies aren’t supposed to be work. That’s…
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The possibility of a sad and dramatic end to surf camp evaporated on the first day. I could officially say ‘I surfed.’ What could possibly be…
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“The thing about surfing is that it is 80% feel and 20% skill.” This is one of the first things our surf instructor told us on…
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Something that has taken hold of me over the last several years is touring farmers’ markets where ever I go. It is an obscene fetish really….
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At the height of growing season, when the calendar is flipping from July to August, a deluge of vegetables starts overwhelming me. Despite a near total…
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On any given night, so many elements can influence what goes into dinner, but the manner you finish a dish, what you dust atop it, really…
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Let’s talk about lawns. You know, those lush, green, perfectly trimmed and edged carpets that adorn some of your neighbors front yards. For some, a thick…
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Okay, so, my disciplined approach of using themes to keep me writing regularly fell apart in just the second week of creating the idea of themes!…
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