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Z and I planted a garden in early June. We woke up at 6:30 every morning to fill multiple watering cans at the pump and carry them down the hill and into the garden to water all the plants, then repeated the process in the evening and sometimes the early afternoon. We put a lot of hours and love and a significant (for us) amount of money into it. On the really tough days, working in the garden encouraged me. I had visions of a late summer and early fall full of amazing produce...a little pumpkin-carving in October...and being able to share our food with the families down the road. I have no experience with gardening at all and the whole process was fascinating. I was creating food! I felt like a magician. Our landlord was even telling his visitors to come see our garden. South Dakota isn't the easiest place to grow things but somehow we were making it happen.<br />
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Last Saturday our area had a bad hailstorm and almost everything in the garden was destroyed. There was nothing we could have done. Our landlord said it's the worst storm he's ever seen in the fifty years he's lived there. Luckily neither of our cars sustained any damage and the house is fine. But boy, losing that garden hurt. And my initial reaction was to stop, give up, let the prairie take over. The idea of planting again, getting invested, and possibly losing it all was just too much for my heart to take. Z and I couldn't talk about the garden without crying and even now I'm a little teary. I went out for a long walk yesterday morning and pounded the gravel. Around two miles, I started thinking about broccoli and cauliflower, putting in more radishes, trying some beets and turnips. By the fifth mile, when I was back in sight of the garden, I was enthusiastic about it. Maybe nothing grows. Maybe everything grows and we lose it all again. But we'll keep trying. I'm thinking that might be the big lesson South Dakota has for me.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-3464483650961184142012-12-02T14:28:00.000-08:002013-04-27T14:29:28.301-07:00Weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Z and I made a quick trip to Fayetteville last week to meet up with his mom and brother. Not the most novel route for either of us- I've seen those stretches of US-58 and I-95 more times than I can count- but the scenery was beautiful in a stark and kind of depressing way. I was especially interested in all the cotton fields.<br />
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From a distance, it looked like a thick blanket of snow covering the fields. I was too nervous to stop and take pictures of private fields but we found some cotton connected to an agricultural college just as it started to rain. After I took this picture, I turned around to see Z picking up an uprooted stalk and stowing it carefully in the back of the car. He is a born scavenger.</div>
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My mom was surprisingly excited about our souvenir and it's been prominently displayed on the stairs since we got back. It's a beautiful plant that sparks a lot of contemplation for me. Beautiful and useful, with a brutal present and past.<br />
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Z and I took a trip to Denver to visit our friend T. I'm not sure I have the words to describe how much I loved seeing Denver and visiting T. It was all color, love, beauty, and joy. Glowing aspens in the Rockies, a poetry slam in the city. I'll just stick a few pictures in here and hope that the aspens can convey what I cannot.<br />
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I managed to be both inappropriately dressed and inappropriately shod for the mountains. I'll pack better next time...because there <i>will</i> be a next time.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-12566091594716637012012-06-16T19:52:00.003-07:002012-06-16T19:52:53.433-07:00144:366<br />
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May 23. My grandmother's bracelet.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-78164251399472061142012-06-16T19:51:00.001-07:002012-06-16T19:51:19.711-07:00143:366<br />
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May 22. Magnolias on our walk.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-92114721823229147132012-05-20T12:35:00.002-07:002012-05-20T12:35:36.129-07:00141:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 20. After going to the markets in San Diego and San Francisco, the one here is a bit of a downer, particularly on a rainy day. But Z got to pet a goat named Poncho, so all is well.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-23236231879706618752012-05-20T12:33:00.001-07:002012-05-20T12:33:36.478-07:00140:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 19. Good stuff, no junk!Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-6235382878208383592012-05-20T12:31:00.000-07:002012-05-20T12:31:14.429-07:00139:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 18. Flowers at 7 am.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-5905938711072441442012-05-20T12:27:00.004-07:002012-05-20T12:27:53.916-07:00137:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 16. Same knitting, another favorite dress (okay, they're kind of all my favorite).Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-25013984502447754822012-05-20T12:22:00.001-07:002012-05-20T12:26:19.205-07:00136:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 15. Yet another bike ride around the neighborhood on my girl Lisette.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-34844942268507411892012-05-20T12:20:00.003-07:002012-05-20T12:24:57.187-07:00135:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 14. My knitting, getting tangled, and one of my favorite dresses.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-43429464291712101962012-05-20T12:19:00.000-07:002012-05-20T12:19:12.925-07:00134:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 13. Made some vegan, gluten-free doughnuts for Mother's Day.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-43636262594044605032012-05-20T12:14:00.001-07:002012-05-20T12:14:20.740-07:00131:366<br />
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May 10. Waiting for printouts with Z.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-77071628623973165442012-05-20T12:07:00.006-07:002012-05-20T12:07:58.557-07:00128:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 7. Bike ride, sunshine, green things!Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-73017563511807299382012-05-20T12:07:00.004-07:002012-05-20T12:07:20.858-07:00126:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 5. Lil Z's birthday so we went to Cogan's for some vegan 'za. Confirmed my suspicion that I do not miss cheese and I do not want a vegan version of it. Good crust, sauce, and toppings are enough for me!Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-20001906409355110512012-05-20T12:07:00.003-07:002012-05-20T12:07:15.587-07:00125:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 4. Brothers-in-law. "Dude, walk on my back." "Okay!"Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-66081865598954227642012-05-20T12:07:00.002-07:002012-05-20T12:07:08.305-07:00124:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 3. Got out of work early but I had to stick around to pick up Z so I ended up trying on impractical dresses at the thrift store. This one was vintage and really cute but how often am I going to wear a black velvet dress?Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-13093246492192608332012-05-20T12:07:00.001-07:002012-05-20T12:07:00.869-07:00123:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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May 2. Z had an eligibility swim for his lifeguard certification, so I dropped him off at the rec center and headed to the library.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-66392449864591294402012-05-20T12:06:00.002-07:002012-05-20T12:06:18.353-07:00121:366<br />
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April 30. Sunflowers.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-31630339154592957562012-05-20T12:06:00.001-07:002012-05-20T12:06:10.851-07:00120:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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April 29. Young Z at work.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-61307656098612376072012-05-20T12:05:00.004-07:002012-05-20T12:05:58.244-07:00118:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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April 27. A shiny secondhand tank top underneath a book about sustainable fashion. I suggested the library buy this book and they did! So I got to read it and now hopefully more people will too.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-83901723133198366702012-05-20T12:05:00.003-07:002012-05-20T12:05:51.067-07:00117:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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April 26. I know that sock looks improbably long but I swear it fits Z. Also I love the print on that skirt (and the fact that I got it for $1.50).Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-76748013896785170572012-05-20T12:05:00.002-07:002012-05-20T12:05:43.860-07:00116:366<br />
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April 25. Matching badges! My picture is from 2008, when I first worked at this particular unnamed place.Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035180363614038564.post-77149219171499754952012-05-20T12:03:00.004-07:002012-05-20T12:03:57.216-07:00114:366<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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April 23. Stormy!Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842860061173190860noreply@blogger.com0