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Perfect Days (opens the original)
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In an ode to Wim Wenders, this morning I woke, checking myself in as safe and relatively healthy. My coffee was fresh, nearly immediate, and comforting. I walked to the beach, 153 steps, as regular readers know, and was greeted by lapping waves, curious seals, and dolphins arcing through the water. A volunteer from the seal refuge showed me a starfish clinging to the rocks exposed by low tide. Five fellow walkers nodded a hello, the kind accustomed to walkers of that place and hour. Two said goo
The Train I Missed On Purpose (opens the original)
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I took the train to Ventura for a meeting.The plan was simple. Arrive, meet, return. A clean line through the day. The train would carry me home, where my computer, my desk, and the objectives I had assigned myself were waiting.It would have been easy to follow the plan.Appropriate, even.Instead, I wandered.Ventura is only twenty minutes south, close enough that I should know it better, but I do not. Proximity can create a false sense of familiarity. We pass a place on the highway, recognize its
What Sticks (opens the original)
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For the last three days, I have written about Inner Space, Outer Space, and What Is Cast Off.Today, I find myself thinking about what sticks.As I walk down the path, I cross so many things, if I am open to seeing them. The tree that serves as a waypoint for so many birds. The holes in the ground marked by the small ones who occasionally pop their heads up, only to disappear again. The scent of the orange tree, intoxicating my steps to and fro.These things enter me.<a class="image-link image2 is-
What Is Cast Off (opens the original)
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I met a man last night who offers soil solutions.His business is compost. His staff are worms.More than one hundred thousand of them, according to his website, working through dairy manure and local juice pulp, turning what has been discarded into something living again.His interest in soil began in his grandfather’s garden. He traveled, studied the patterns of forest edges, became a certified arborist and a grey water irrigation installer, and eventually returned to Southern California to build
Outer Space (opens the original)
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There are ten structures here, more or less, shacks and sheds and small buildings on less than an acre in the middle of town. I am not going to say where. If you create here, you already know, and if you do not, it is enough to know that a place like this still exists, on ground that everyday conversation in this town assumes someone will eventually want.The potluck table is set by five thirty. At its center someone has placed a full head of purple cauliflower, whole and untrimmed, the way a mag
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