Lake Calhoun. Last year, right around this time.
What is amazing about doing this posting-every-day thing, is that I am as committed as I am to really actually doing it. Whether I have something of value to say, or not. Whether I'm feeling it, or not. Whether I am ready for sleep, or not. Sometimes during the day, I have ideas for a post, but by the time evening comes, and I can sit down to write, those ideas are long gone. Today, I made a sincere effort not to complain and to just choose to be happy. It worked remarkably well. I'll try again tomorrow, I think. Hey, would you like to take a survey? Comments are closed.
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AuthorSara Renee Logan has been telling stories to everyone who would listen since she was seven. She organized storytimes for her college roommates, and spent a year at Oxford studying folklore and folktales. Many years as a Waldorf teacher allowed her to tell stories about everything from Baba Yaga's hut on chicken legs to the water cycle to the life of Joan of Arc. Sara shares her life with her partner, Melanie, their son, and an unreasonable family of pets. She continues to share her love of storytelling and stories with audiences of all ages, specializing in bringing the wild beauty of folktales to young and old. Sara writes about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories. Categories
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