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Don’t Touch My Navel

This is one of the very last Washington Navel oranges plucked from my favorite tree in the back yard.  Please don’t tell my Valencia, my Satsuma or my Ruby Red Grapefruit trees because they will get their feelings hurt and … Continue reading

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Turn, Turn, Turn

I think I have an unhealthy relationship with time.  Ok, all you who know me even a little bit are ROTFLYAO… What evs! I need to streamline my use and misuse of time. This December 31 I decided to address … Continue reading

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Prune Without Fear

I’ve just completed 6 weeks of postoperative recovery after  Anterior L5 S1 Spinal Fusion procedure.  I feel much better although I am still quick to tire and often experience left leg pain, numbness and tingling as a result.  You might … Continue reading

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Co – Madres

When my daughter told me that she wanted to enroll my grandson in a home daycare in a town twenty minutes across a bridge and a river from us I was hesitant, to say the least.  She was convinced that … Continue reading

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I’m on my way…..

I haven’t been very active this past year.  What I mean is, in comparison to other times in my life.  I hurt my lower back in August of 2017 during my third straight weekend of running over ten miles while … Continue reading

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Walking Luna

Mixed earth and rain scents; solicit Metal clinking sounds on a key ring; alert House-bounds barking; agitate Anxious tugs; annoy Crunchy, semi-dead, partly soggy leaves; soothe Dinner smells; invite Wheels turning sharply on wet, oily asphalt; warn Beaming headlights; seek … Continue reading

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A Lonely Bird

I’ve been sitting in my home office researching and preparing for my trip to walk the Camino de Santiago. The past few days have been very mild and on the cooler side of August temperatures. I’ve left the sliding glass … Continue reading

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When the nest is (really, really) empty.

This weekend was wonderful albeit filled with all the anxiety and discomfort of a family milestone. We packed up the older sister and the three-year-old non-stop talker (talkers are nothing new in our family) and headed to Santa Clara to … Continue reading

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Out of the Mouths of Babes

Originally posted online on Tuesday, August 3, 2010, at 11:58pm This morning I sat, as usual, typing at the computer when our student walked into my office to file some papers….she bounced in like Tigger and said, “Hey Ms. Garcia … Continue reading

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Sensory Overload

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Backyard Camping

Avi and I finally did it.  We slept outside in the back yard in my Big Agnes tent. May 5 can still be a cold time in Sacramento, so I dragged out every blanket I could so we would stay … Continue reading

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In Sickness and In Health

I wonder if I have become immobilized by fear. I haven’t been able to run since mid August 2017. That is the first time I actually typed out that date and now it sits here on the page, staring me … Continue reading

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It’s His Lens

Blurry and mismatched Crystal clear and identical He is his mother’s child Nothing new to grandmothers but he is new to me He dances with abandon Sings with a full orchestra SOME PIG My heart swells when his eyes puddle … Continue reading

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How Wild is Your Wild?: What do you really need to backpack in the wilderness?

  Have you read the book WILD by Cheryl Strayed?  It’s interesting and thought-provoking read.  That book was published in March of 2012.  I took my first hike during that summer (the Mist Trail in Yosemite) and hiked up Half Dome … Continue reading

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Another year passes and while it seems we are retreating into a horrid past, indeed we are not. The Sleeping Giant awakes! We pull forward those in need of a hand up. We shout to those not willing to listen. We continue to march to show our presence. And we continue to feed the faith that hard work is rewarded, now and forever. Viva Chavez!

via Cesar Chavez Taught Me to Love Climbing Mountains

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Gracias. De Nada. You Welcome.

I took Avi to dinner tonight. We went to Vientos, the restaurant he has been going to since he was a tiny baby. We always purchased albóndiga soup for him because we could basically use a fork to baby-ize it. … Continue reading

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Effie Yeaw Nature Center

Sundays are days reserved for going outside.  If we can, I load up the car and take Avi out somewhere in nature.  Sometimes we explore the banks of the Sacramento River since it is a few blocks from home and … Continue reading

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Red Velvet Cake

Written on August 09, 2010 I made a red velvet bundt cake tonight. My daughter asked me if I would. The beanpole boyfriend was over, so I thought, “well at least it won’t tempt me tomorrow…they’ll eat it all at … Continue reading

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@AbuelaAfuera

I am so grateful to be able to share my voice about getting people of color outside, especially when they go with family, both young and old. Please listen… https://she-explores.com/podcast/abuela-afuera-grandmother-outside/

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Veni, Vidi, Vici, Vittles and Vino

Written on Saturday, August 7, 2010, at 1:25pm Many many months ago, perhaps even years ago, I befriended a rather opinionated young woman, who although small in stature is big on life. She has a bear trap of a brain … Continue reading

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Every Story

Written on Thursday, August 5, 2010 at 11:52pm You know, I love to write. Since I now can type faster than I can write with a pen, I love it even more. I really love to write with a fountain … Continue reading

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How was your day?

Written on Wednesday, August 4, 2010, at 11:15pm The other day I told you all about how I carried my coffee mugs, etc. home from work in a bucket of plums. I didn’t tell you that I took a picture … Continue reading

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Tilting at Windmills

Written on Monday, August 2, 2010 at 12:57am We all, have our demons. We chase them and curse them, but like my coworker says, we never catch em. So why do we do this? Why do we expend so much … Continue reading

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Plums

Written Thursday, July 29, 2010, at 11:41pm   My friend brought me a bucket of plums. These plums are very purple and dark, and well, small. BUT they are delicious! They came to work in a square bucket; the remnant … Continue reading

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Figgy

  My love for figs is well known. My love for a particular fig tree is not so well known. I found this fig tree along the Sacramento River many years ago.  Since then, a wrought iron fence was put … Continue reading

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Wisdom

Written on Tuesday, July 27, 2010, at 11:01pm These first three days of the week have been full of interesting insights. They have not all been pleasant nor have they all been invited. But the insights were nonetheless received and mulled … Continue reading

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White Chickens

Written on Tuesday, July 27, 2010, at 12:23am When I was a little girl I went to the Arvin library as much as I could during the summer. Just like the movies where the heroine finds solace in among the book … Continue reading

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Techno Envy

Written on Friday, July 23, 2010, at 11:47pm I like to take pictures. I have lens envy. I like to text. I want the emoticons for the iPhone. I like to play games on the phone. I need the most … Continue reading

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Little Moments

Written on Wednesday, July 21, 2010, at 11:20pm   I have been writing quite a bit about my daughters impending departure to college. Sorry, its probably one of those things that I didn’t think mattered when I went away to … Continue reading

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Moe! Larry! Cheese!

Written on July 19, 2010 at 11:12pm There is something to be said about being able to laugh out loud at work. We have a particularly wonderful arrangement at our office in that we are secure behind locked doors, and … Continue reading

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Donuts with Sprinkles….

July 16, 2010 I know that I probably start a number of my notes this way, and I’m not trying to be like Jerry Seinfeld, but I’m starting to understand why he started his act with a question. What’s up … Continue reading

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The Planets Aligned

July 12, 2010 Sometimes I wonder about just how much truth there is in all that pure, untaught, “non inferential” knowledge stuff…. And then I wonder whether pheromones added to the mix can make for us co-workers, an unmitigated day … Continue reading

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When Do Co-workers Become Family?

*I believe this is the first of a number of Facebook Notes that became a series of commentaries about working in a field parole office.  The names of the people working there were eventually changed to tags based on a … Continue reading

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End Alz: Neche Lets Go.

  *This essay was written many years ago. I still cry when I read it. My aunt was a tough cookie.   I grabbed my yellow Nike bag and tossed in underwear, shirts, a jacket and some mascara. Mascara. Why would … Continue reading

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Clearing is a Noun

I’ve been approaching my 56th birthday with the idea that I would like to get rid of some things in my life.  I carry a boatload of feelings with me every day that quite frankly I’m tired of carrying.  I say the … Continue reading

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The Nightmare in the Milk Case

Nocih (which means my grandmother in Nahuatl) sometimes takes me to the grocery store with her. Today we needed some mushrooms and chicken so we spent some time going up and down the aisles. I like to visit Nocih because she loves … Continue reading

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Winter in California

Living in California’s central valley is like living inside your house and never coming out.  Sometimes you get a little chilly so you add a sweater, sometimes its too warm so you open a window or two. There really are … Continue reading

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I Won’t Back Down

You know, really?! I am for all intents and purposes, 56 years old. Yet today, I was at such a loss for words that all I could say….ok scream…was “asshole” to an old man wearing black spandex biking shorts and … Continue reading

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The Day I Lost My Mind

Tomorrow will be one year since the day I lost my mind. Late the night before (a year ago today) I violently poked at the remote control to the television and tossed/ threw it onto the sofa.  Then amid expletives, … Continue reading

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It’s Official: The CIM That Isn’t For Me

Two days ago I officially requested a deferral of my CIM race entry until 2018.  It was a very difficult decision and one that took over two months to make.  I have been keeping my fingers crossed, praying, rehabilitating, denying, … Continue reading

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You Best Don’t call Jesus’ Butt

~This is the 8th blog entry chronicling my experience as a volunteer at a school for homeless children.  I will not identify the children by their given name and in general, I write of composite personalities so that I can … Continue reading

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Bridges and Waterfalls. 

There’s something to be said about taking a chance on people and doing something new with them.  I have been very busy the past few weeks and particularly the last two. I have been coordinating a huge home project, helping … Continue reading

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Through the Looking Glass

~This is the 7th blog entry chronicling my experience as a volunteer at a school for homeless children.  I will not identify the children by their given name and in general, I write of composite personalities so that I can … Continue reading

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Who was the first man on the moon?

~This is the 6th blog entry chronicling my experience as a volunteer at a school for homeless children.  I will not identify the children by name and in general write of composite personalities so that I can best illustrate common … Continue reading

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Parks Make Life Better

~This is the fifth blog entry chronicling my experience as a volunteer at a school for homeless children.  I will not identify the children by name and in general write of composite personalities so that I can best illustrate common … Continue reading

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Mermaids and Worms

~This is the fourth blog entry chronicling my experience as a volunteer at a school for homeless children.  I will not identify the children by name and in general write of composite personalities so that I can best illustrate common … Continue reading

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Hug Life

~This is the third blog entry chronicling my experience as a volunteer at a school for homeless children.  I will not identify the children by name and in general write of composite personalities so that I can best illustrate common … Continue reading

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Cesar Chavez Taught Me to Love Climbing Mountains

  A little late, but I was reminded to share this when I took my 78-year-old father, my 89-year-old father-in-law and my 22-month-old grandson to visit Helen and Cesar at the National Memorial. I mentioned to my mom as we … Continue reading

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Beauty Is the Harvest of Presence

~This is the second blog entry chronicling my experience as a volunteer at a school for homeless children. The title of this post is from Beauty by David Whyte. I will not identify the children by name and in general … Continue reading

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Just Be There

I rushed out of the house with my negative TB test in hand.  My first day as a volunteer at a local, private emergency school for children whose parents are homeless.  Children attend school to learn, play, eat, relax and … Continue reading

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The Hidden Message

Yesterday I read a post on FaceBook by a man who essentially said that women in the United States are not oppressed and then went on to list how de facto oppressed women are treated. After all, we have all the … Continue reading

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for our sisters and daughters; our brothers and sons

Empowerment is a word I often used.  No more. Yesterday at the Women’s March on Sacramento I stood in the cold as I heard a woman representing the disabled community say that telling someone you are empowering them presumes that you … Continue reading

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Murmuration Nation

  The other day I ran across an NPR post on Facebook about the secret to successful murmuration among flocking birds (Video: Swooping Starlings In Murmuration – NPR).  While I have seen birds display this behavior along the Interstate 5 … Continue reading

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Sad, Not Sorry

Everyone…well almost everyone, is lamenting 2016 as a terribly difficult year, myself included.  To those of you that aren’t sad, you may want to avert your mouse to a different blog post. During this year we lost so many people … Continue reading

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Chunky

There are a number of times, perhaps in the hundreds that I have heard or read we all have a soundtrack to our lives and that when we hear certain songs we are immediately transported to a place and time … Continue reading

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I Wanna Hold Your Hand

I went for a walk, as usual, today.  The late afternoon, pre-dusk hours are magical time on our Sacramento levee .  Sure there are thousands of little gnats that drive you crazy and so many dogs that you literally need a … Continue reading

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If You Give a Mexican a Taco….

If you ask a first generation Mexican American to describe a taco for you they will tell you that it is anything wrapped in a tortilla.  So when you ask for a burrito, it’s really just a taco being eaten by … Continue reading

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It’s a Yearly Event

A few years ago my sister, Lennie was introduced to a man that all of us who have ever lived in a small town wondered, how is that they never met before?  They started dating, and fell in love. Yeah that … Continue reading

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Cesar Chavez Taught Me to Love Climbing Mountains

I grew up in Arvin, California.   This small town sits at the foot of Bear Mountain, toward the south-eastern end of the Central Valley. I recall that if it were a good year, the snow level might reach down past the foothills to … Continue reading

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The Moose Never Forgets

I rarely go clothes shopping.  If I go, its usually to a Marshall’s near my house, where I have a secret parking space that gets me in and out as fast or slow as I want.  Unfortunately, I also look … Continue reading

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