Honestly.
When morning looks like this,
or this,
what's not to be optimistic about?
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The Old Pigeon River crossing
I live at (almost) the end of the rainbow.
A U.S. writer living in Canada examines borders, boundaries, and other invisible (though not imaginary) lines.
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The Old Pigeon River crossing
I live at (almost) the end of the rainbow.
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- In the Words of Bartles & Jaymes
- A Point-and-Shoot Morning
- Two Rs, Two Ss, Two Countries: Embarrassment
- Drawing it First
- Some Days are Just Easy. Others are Foncusing.
- The Ick
- The Ides
- Happy Pi Day
- From the "Sad but True" Department...
- How it Looks Today March 8
- Not the Bahamas
- Clarifying the National Anthem
- Political Blahs
- How it Looks Today
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