Creek Running North January 2004 Archives


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January 29, 2004


Am I missing something?

[This post has been amended to correct an error. See note at end of post for explanation.] The usually incisive Chris Corrigan supports a good argument on the nature of emerging democracy with this quote via Ken Wilber: "Evolution... is...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 07:14 PM

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January 28, 2004


I'm going to hell

He was standing on the sidewalk, eyes fixed on a point on the wall opposite, holding a Starbucks cup out in supplicant pose. I sped up ever so slightly. It's easier to slip past panhandlers if you walk a little...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 09:44 PM

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January 27, 2004


Mount Wanda

Ignore for a moment the monotone susurrus thousands of tires on wet pavement car alarms and tailpipes roaring. Red-shouldered hawks still cry clear in the blue oaks. Never mind, just for now, the burgeoning city hundreds of thousands of single...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 04:32 PM

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January 25, 2004


Sentences

Ron gave me a pink flowering currant when we moved into our house two years ago: its leaves are bursting out of bud this week. It is warm in the Bay Area, almost spring. Yesterday Becky and I hopped on...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 08:58 PM

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Life in Berkeley

I think I've figured out why I get angry whenever I visit Berkeley anymore: I can't afford to live there. I spent twenty years working in Berkeley and partaking of the city's fine selection of rental housing. It was home....

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 08:25 AM

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January 23, 2004


Thanks, Annie

Home from work today and suddenly claustrophobic, I went to my favorite local nursery to do a little browsing. A dangerous thing to try, as I am now the proud owner of three Calochortus luteus which need to be put...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 03:48 PM

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January 22, 2004


Miner's lettuce

I've been meaning since we moved here to score a bunch of miner's lettuce seed and strew it beneath the oak tree. The dog has kept me from doing so. Miner's lettuce carpets many acres of our local hills only...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 02:31 PM

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January 20, 2004


Family photo

In lieu of anything to say this morning: Me, Becky and Zeke at Bill Broyles and Joan Scott's house in Tucson on my birthday, Jan. 4 2004. Photo by Joan Scott....

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 09:05 AM

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January 16, 2004


Returning a favor

A number of other bloggers have been kind enough to link to this site, either by referring readers to specific topics or by adding me to their blogrolls. Below are a few I know about, in no particular order. Some...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 10:22 AM

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January 12, 2004


Dillard's cat

"I used to have a cat, an old fighting tom, who would jump through the open window by my bed in the middle of the night and land on my chest. I'd half-awaken. He'd stick his skull under my nose...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 04:42 PM

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January 09, 2004


Shiki Masaoka, 1867-1902

The tepid rain falls On the bare thorn. Thawed out pond. A shrimp moves Among old algae. The cannon rolls its rumble. Leaf buds of a tree. How cool it is! A small crab, in the rain, Climbs on a...

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January 01, 2004


Mas grande el rio

A nasty storm came in this morning, dumping several inches of rain and taking out our power for about six hours. At storm's height I took the dog for a walk down to the creek. The water was thick and...

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 10:09 PM

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