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“I do not know what gorgeous thing​ “We sometimes choose the most locked up, dark versions of the story, but what a good friend does is turn on the lights, open the window, and remind us that there are a whole lot of ways to tell the same story.” The First Line of a Poem “It doesn't have to be “In another time's forgotten space Cherry Rhubarb Jam…. Finished a double batch just before supper. I’d picked it last week, using my trusty Swedish knife that hangs at the ready on the handle of the ironing board cupboard. My brother bought each of us four sisters one of these knives when we gathered for a Sib Birthday one year. It has a fitted sheath and a handmade, braided lanyard. Perfect for trimming the ends and slicing off the big leaf for the neighbor’s compost. Thank you neighbor! More jammin’ tomorrow…and pies on the weekend✅ I’m bragging…I’ve literally been a sloth! “The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.” Under the apple tree… We’ve waited a long time for these blossoms this year. The last of our old fruit trees to bloom. And the bees are buzzing, so I hope that means we’ll have apples and pears and a few cherries this year. I’ve come up to what used to be “the orchard”—we still call it that—to cut a handful of branches for my kitchen windowsill…but a few blossoms flutter fall as I touch them. The ground is not white yet but the falling has begun. I don’t cut any. Standing under this wide canopy of white is enough. I tuck my phone in my pocket, bend for the scissors, and start to make my way back down to the driveway…but change my mind. I can’t resist. Smoke from the Alberta wildfires hides the mountains and foothills, shrouds little Viking Island, filters our bright sun…but the porch is open! Our living room expands like a camper when its wall is pushed out🛶 Coffee pot’s plugged in and I have Chocolate Chip Cookies…When the smoke clears a bit you’ll have to come sit a spell!

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