I blog weekly, adore my funny husband, cherish my curly-headed daughters, grieve the loss of mother, father, sister and brother. I escape in shutter flicker and pages, return to reality in my own writing. I've worked proudly as a mom, teacher and waitress, not so proudly in offices. Love apricots, Joni Mitchell, passive gardening, pie making, Montana.
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