Creek Running North July 2004 Archives

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July 27, 2004

Gleaning the brine

My brotherís been staying with us for a week, and heís been sick much of that time, and then so was I. But we did manage to get out on Sunday. We went to Muir Woods, hiked a couple or...

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July 20, 2004

Sorry, Deutschlanders

I've had to remove many dozens of instances of comment spam in the last week, all of it from .de domains. So I've blocked an entire country from commenting. Sorry to do it, but your entrepreneurs left me no choice....

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Posted by Chris Clarke at 08:59 PM

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July 18, 2004

Nader: insane?

From a truly odd interview of Ralph Nader by Pat Buchanan: "I am also against feticide. If doctors think it is a fetus, that should be banned. It is a medical decision." Huh. I dislike Kerry. When he's at his...

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July 16, 2004


At five this morning a pale wash of blue gray watercolored the eastern sky. A sparse scaffolding of cedar a couple blocks away, backlit by the dawn. Why had I not noticed it before? Last night, waiting for my brother...

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July 13, 2004

Canyon view

I fell asleep in one of my favorite positions last night: lying on my stomach under the comforter, propped up on my elbows, a book in hand. There is the temptation, after a particularly good paragraph, to step back mentally...

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July 05, 2004

Rockets' red glare

Last night, the bonehead neighbors up the street were launching bottle rockets in the general direction of a large hillside covered with dry grasses. Becky and I stood in the driveway, watching. A familiar sound in the air: the barn...

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July 03, 2004

Raccoon digs everybody up

The first thing was the marsh. Before any of our towns existed, before there were people, there was the water and the mud, and only cordgrass and pickleweed grew there. Raccoon was in there, walking back and forth through the...

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July 02, 2004


I used to try to walk atop the snow when I was young. It got harder as I got older. Still, if a warm day and cold night had melted and refrozen the top eighth-inch of rime, I could occasionally...

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