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	<title>Caloden</title>
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		<title>Four is more than three</title>
		<description>When left alone with the sounds in my head for any length of time I am sometimes plagued with visions of grandiosity befitting a person with far more ambition and follow through than I possess. I know this about myself and therefore try to limit the spans of silence in ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/DakAmcpa61Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Getting it</title>
		<description>Sometimes for a brief span of time I fancy that I get it. That I get this mothering thing and that somehow, miraculously, I am a wee bit good at it. These times inevitably pass and I quickly realize what a bumbling buffoon I am, but in those moments when ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/nxo6Y0fvUmg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>My own damn bucket list</title>
		<description>For quite some time I have been living in a hole of cold, dark panic. It could be attributed to a variety things, things such as my youngest child being diagnosed with a congenital heart defect, my marriage going down the tubes, my father going out for a bike ride ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/qW1BV9iBXYw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Water bugs</title>
		<description>Untitled from Heather Craven on Vimeo.

Today I had the great honor of watching Cassidy and her best rumble tumble friend, Taylor, do their water magic on knee boards. Cassidy actually has a bit of a separate life with Taylor and his family, so much so that there are a number ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/TYh1gG-mt6Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>The beauty of summer</title>
		<description>Yesterday Devon and Cassidy celebrated the day by wetting the trampoline and jumping off the playhouse. The simple joys of summer are so lovely.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/GyiBgmE1X0E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>A birthday wish</title>
		<description>Dearest Loren,
 
Following are a bunch of words I should express to you in person; however, life being as it is lately, the written state is about as good as it will get. It's not that life is bad, it's just that our existence is hectic and out time together close ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/MZ6RvheCHaQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Striking a pose in the snows</title>
		<description>This winter has been uncommonly cold here the Colorado Rockies. That's been a problem for me since I prefer a year round temperature of approximately 84 degrees with a slightly humid breeze caressing my shoulders from a near by body of water. Days of sub zero cold followed by a ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/8EFQ0HJxUdY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Diagnosis: Adult onset stupidity</title>
		<description>One of the reasons I haven't been able to write much lately is that I've had HUGEchanges in my life. First there was the bit where I reunited with a long ago flame, fell in love with him again and spent nearly every spare moment of my time on the ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/b_eI9uilWUk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Sticking around</title>
		<description>I knew my private blogging days were numbered when last spring my ex-husband called me up one morning and apologized for a wrong he had long ago committed against me but that I had just penned about the night before. In truth I knew he read my blog, and by this ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/avCHFAOw-pI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>The genius of whatever</title>
		<description>Lately the daily goings on of Manor life have been more than hectic, so much so that the details from the days have completely slipped my mind and left me with nothing to post late at night. At least that's my excuse and I'm sticking with it.

Something I've been trying ...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Caloden/~4/MwuBBIL9VUY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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