HeyJaredThe Goldenrod Chronicles
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You're Aging Well (opens the original)
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Dar Williams first published the song “You’re Aging Well” in 1994 at the age of 27 (roughly). I first heard the song in college, around the age of 18.She re-recorded the song on her 2021 album “I’ll Meet You Here”. I suspect at age 54, living the length of her life full over once again, the meaning was new.I re-stumbled upon the song again recently at age 45 (what’s old is new), and can’t believe how much more the title resonates now.I am in fact aging. At the age of 18 I was just just still
You Will Not Remember (opens the original)
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FirstMrs. Ingetti could, simultaneously, write the cursive alphabet backward and forward. Starting in the center, the chalk in her left hand scrawling a mirror image of what the chalk in her right hand wrote. Like she was conducting an orchestra right in front of her on the chalk board. A pretty neat party trick, as long as the party was in a classroom full of Catholic middle school students in need of a substitute teacher for the day.This was more than thirty years ago and I can still remember
I Graduated Therapy 🎓🎉 (opens the original)
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FirstSorry for accidentally trolling everyone with my last missive about adopting a cat(erpillar).SecondLet’s start with the most exciting part:CANNED LENTILSDid you know about canned lentils? Do you know that canned lentils exist?We’re a big bean household. Yes, big beans (like Corona beans, you’ll only get that joke if you know how big they are) but also we just eat a lot of beans. Dry beans, canned beans, ALL THE BEANS.So how
I Adopted A Cat (opens the original)
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I am mostly just trolling my wife with the title of this missive.I did not adopt a cat.Adopting a real, furry, mammal cat is grounds for divorce in our house.I adopted a caterpillar. In fact, I adopted three.Each summer, this year later than others, I accidentally hurt or remove a milkweed that has a monarch caterpillar egg on it, or a very small caterpillar. A caterpillar so small it can’t be removed. So I bring the stem into the house and place it in water until it’s time to take it outside fo
Basket Flowers, Ponderings & Fireflies (opens the original)
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In Sunday’s heat (which does not compare to today’s heat) Roux and I went for a walk along the road to the west. The road to the west is shaded and cool, but far less interesting than the long and unshaded road to the creek.BUT the prairie, which celebrates its tenth birthday this fall, is to the west. So Roux and I sat in the shade under the lean to for a bit to take in the sights and just…ponder.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!DYVK!,f_
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