With significant help from tech-savvy friends the audio files are up. Click on the Podcasts link and scroll down. Nina instructed there is no ‘order’ to these recordings, which total almost seven hours in eight sessions. Although they are titled, they ramble in a delightful way on a river of her laughter.
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Hi Nina!
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Such a gift to be with you again, Nina.
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Hi Ninabean! I’ve got your books. Lending library next summer?
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Felt like I was sitting there with her. Love her so much. What a gift. Thank you for making this happen!
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Today
December 14, 2019
Friday the 13th safely past,
we creep toward Solstice.
Out: Morning rain yielded
to an odd afternoon light, the color of . . .reluctance?
As if preferring to hide under cover of gray?
In: candle-light, fire-light, Christmas Tree lights.
I write letters and cards.
Reading a local poet
who gives voice to the sea,
I drift nap-wards.
Deeper: My own poem, this one,
swirls in dreamy tide pools.
I chart the year.
Nina, gone, though her presence
lingers in this memory
this gift,
this moment seeking to be shared,
like before.
I chart gratitude,
and ease,
as night descends early.
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Happy Birthday, Beautiful! Thinking of you this day… and all the others 🙂
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Happy Birthday, Beautiful! Thinking of you this day… and all the others 🙂
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