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Betty J. (Drevo) Buck took her final curtain call and walked into the golden sunset at sunrise on December 17, 2024. An eternal optimist, she squeezed the nectar from the fruit of every single second of every single minute of every single hour of every single day. She had a light. It glowed. From within. It was vibrant and curious and magnetic. To her daughters, it could be a little embarrassing, especially when they were growing up. Over the past 18 years, since her first an

My friend Where are you? in the sky? the eagle? f a or t l g w y o ? y n a w s i a d r Ask forgiveness sometimes or never Go head first to the mountain lion bear coyote rattlesnake skunk porcupine Any moment is the perfect moment for a getaway Create your own territory to let in and, keep out no need to assert dominance

It was a snowy day; pre-Thanksgiving record precipitation. Early in the season when one quickly moves from ‘this is beautiful and a reason to cook and clean and hand wash all the silverware’ to 8 hours later ‘I can’t take this anymore, if I don’t get out of this house now I might actually die in here, clean cutlery and all.’ I was in that state when my friend text me to grab dinner. I was following snowplows to the front steps of my local brewpub before my response reached he

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