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These beautiful carrots were my #1 pick out of our CSA box this week. Never again will I buy those tasteless “baby carrots” that come in a bag and inexplicably resemble cheetos.They’ve got nothing on carrots with a little dirt on them. These lovelies taste like they came out of the ground (in a good
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My CSA Box is always full of tasty foods, but this week, I’m particularly happy about our locally grown red potatoes. Potatoes are in the “dirty dozen,” so I am always careful to only buy organic and/or local. While some local farms have not jumped through all the hoops to obtain the official organic label,
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Originally posted on In Others' Words…: Our intention was to dance on his grave. My beautiful cousin, who I’d not seen in 35 years, and I set out to dance on our grandfather’s grave. Our first dilemma was, of course, song choice. You have to have the right song. We bandied a few song titles…
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Originally posted on girl in the hat: image courtesy Devil Doll Because my mother was a painter and a beauty when artists had patrons and a woman like that needed a man to take care of her, so she married a money man. Because my mother’s mother was a beauty and her mother was, too,…
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I dare you to guess what kind of nuts these are. Write it down. No cheating. Okay, now you can read on… Last month, I wrote about Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) and how my husband and I have been getting CSA boxes for the past 6 months or so. Every CSA is set up differently,
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We connected at a crossing. For me it was a standstill, a silent resting beat; For you, a crescendo, a scream, that never came back down. We were both there, together, but came and left in different vehicles. We collided. We hurt. We felt everything and nothing that our bodies would allow. Seconds Hours and
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So the President of The United States of America has finally called for sick days for everyone. I’m not sure how a decent society has gotten away with not doing this previously, but I guess we can be happy that it’s getting some press and hopefully moving forward. To be fair, even people who get
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Originally posted on markmdmph: The following is Part 2 in a series about end-of-life care. For Part 1, see here. This article addresses my own experience on a Palliative Medicine elective in my fourth year of medical school. Despite the growing number of U.S. hospitals with Palliative Care teams, there remains a real lack of…
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I didn’t know gender when I was 5. I knew that I was a girl, but I did not know that being a girl meant that I should fit into a neat little box that is supposedly totally different from the neat little box my brothers were supposed to fit in. I was heart-broken when
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I received this letter in a package my mom sent me for Christmas. It was tucked inside a blank business envelope amidst the packing peanuts. For several minutes, I wracked my brain trying to figure out why my mom had sent me this letter and who the hell is Uncle William? My mom has a
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