Category: Saturday Morning Post
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Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 63
“In Februarywinter can sometimes lose her magicthe earth had stood frozen and coldand hard for nights and longer nightsand days and grey filled daysall the grass and all the dirt crunches beneath your salt-stained bootsand there is ice on the pavement and snow on top of itand snow and snow and snow” I wrote that…
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Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 62
I haven’t done one of these Saturday Morning Posts in a while. Originally, I was going to do a Wednesday post. I’m deep in the editing swamps, and I had a lot of “editing” thoughts on my mind, so I thought I would write something like, “things to look for when editing – including bilocating…
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Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 61
1. September 22nd. It’s officially fall. And it couldn’t be a better first, fall morning at 8am. It’s dark and deeply overcast. It’s cool, and already there are brown leaves scattered across the lawn. The rain is steady, soft drifts of it coming down. It patters with a metallic thunk on the cars, drips and…
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Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 60
1. I think contentedness is better than happiness. Or maybe I simple prefer the word content to happy. Both are emotions. But happiness evokes a evokes a certain vibe, a style, an emotion that demands certain mannerisms. Happiness is energy. Happiness is yellow. Happiness can feel frail, always on the verge of flying away, forgetting…
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Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 59
It’s a clear morning, and it’s cool. There are no clouds in the sky, except for thin ones low on the horizon, sitting behind the trees like mist. A crow calls. Bugs hum and chirp in the branches, making the air vibrate with sound, a reminder that it is in fact still summer, though it…
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Saturday Morning Post Vol. 58
1. 4th of July weekend. The lake is wild today, white caps topping the waves like thick oil paint. The water itself is nearly three different colors, dark grey, green, and bright blue, as if the wind is mixing the water up and dividing it. Back across the road, they are setting up a carnival.…
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Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 57
1. It’s super duper windy today at the lake. In general it’s been very windy lately. I like wind. I like watching the trees bend and seeing the leaves fold over themselves, like they’re ducking for cover. Strong wind feels like a warning, and a lot of times it is. If anything in nature could…
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Saturday Morning Post ,Vol. 55
1. Good morning. I’m sitting in my car eating an early lunch, trying not to spill juice from my fruit cup (which was preceded by string cheese because I eat like a child). Even though it’s not June 20st, it’s summer. I’m glad it’s summer. But a couple months ago I was having really mixed…
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Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 54
1. This week has been uh….WEIRD. SO WEIRD. We got like a snowstorm, some power outages, seasonal allergies (nature hates me), I’ve taken a nap like every day this week…..It’s been rough. Long story short, I ended up feeling sick from allergies coupled with a sudden plunge in temperature (outside temperature. I did not turn…
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Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 53
(First off yes, I did fail to post on Wednesday, and have been absent for a few weeks from the blogging world in general. I could chop it up to “life”, an existential crisis, or the fact that Target was out of my favorite trail mix. What my absence really is about is this: some…
Bernadette Benda 