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11 May, 201722 March, 2017

On doing things we’re bad at

A sewing machine
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

Things with a steep learning curve frustrate me, so this year, I tried to push myself past that.

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5 April, 20179 February, 2017

Footsteps at the knife’s edge

Seals lying on a beach.
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

Sometimes survival is more complicated than people will ever know; should we fault people for not surviving, or fault ourselves for failing to help them?

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20 March, 201725 January, 2017

To grow, to issue

A blooming cherry tree in a cemetery.
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

The changing of the seasons is weighted with metaphor, including when it comes to the future of the United States. Will the country survive to bloom next year?

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1 March, 201728 February, 2017

In the garden: It’s coming…

A plant in bloom.
Posted in photography, reflections by s.e. smith

I sat down to write about my garden, but what I ended up with was something very different.

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19 January, 201730 November, 2016

A letter to my future self

A windmill
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

In the coming years, we can only keep our integrity if we establish what integrity means.

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11 January, 201718 November, 2016

What they can take from you

New growth on a fir tree
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

There are many things they can take from us, but our integrity does not have to be one of them. Be righteous, for it does not pay to be timid.

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1 January, 201722 December, 2016

It’s been a real dumpster fire, 2016

A sand drawing featuring a dumpster on fire labeled 2016.
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

Farewell, 2016, and not a minute too soon.

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31 December, 201618 November, 2016

This is not normal

Looking up into the forest canopy.
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

2016 was a terrible, no good, very bad year. Let’s make it the low point, not the high point.

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21 December, 20161 November, 2016

A long, dark year

Sunset over the Pacific
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

Every year, I tell myself that this year is going to be better. This will be the year when things turn around — and on New Year’s Eve, I think about what ‘turning around’ looks like, and how at the end of the next year I will be able to look back on happy and […]

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19 October, 201625 August, 2016

Remembering Mr. Shadow

A grey tabby cat.
Posted in reflections by s.e. smith

Remembering Mr. Shadow, the cat who loved hats, knitting, and spreading across furniture.

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