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Glen Phillips: Grief and Praise

“Though all that you love will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
Sing loud while you’re able in grief and in praise”

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Backyard Date Night

Tonight, Liz and I broke off house work a bit early… and had a low key date night in the backyard. Nothing fancy, just a small fire at the end of the weekend, before the week starts to get hectic again.

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Beachcomber Nocturne

“Pink seafoam leaves odd gifts for me to find:
a puffed-up man-o-war, a mermaid’s purse,

empty lady slippers, Sargasso weed,
as if these things could fill my human needs.”

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Tired

Liz and I are pretty beat. It’s been a whirlwind week, stemming back all the way to the previous weekend. We’ve been working our regular jobs, and then spending several hours each night getting things prepped for Halloween.

Yesterday was a blast. But boy, are we tired.

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Halloween in Hyde Park, 2022: Plinko Board

We had a blast, watching kids step up and try to “win” their candy. I think the most memorable moments for us were when the kids tried to unsuccessfully play the game (we had several kids just throw the pucks at the board, head-on).

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