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- Annie Dillard, For the Time Being</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-8865266563362321347</id><published>2012-01-20T11:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:17:05.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>intergenerational</title><content type='html'>liturgy writing, buffet lunching with the retirees, moonshine stories from west virginia, sweet 6th graders, pastoral prayers and caring neighbors, shopping with Mandy and three tiny toddlers (we tried every sample at costco), the unique pleasure of grocery shopping, soup + sleep to fight a cold, and an evening realization that the day's work included conversations with someone in every decade age range from 2-82.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-8865266563362321347?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5884352644553492339</id><published>2012-01-17T11:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:57:42.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ski trip!</title><content type='html'>driving a giant van through VA, a dozen youth singing mutual kumquat hymns in full voice (the same ones I sing loudly by myself in the car), bananagrams, gigantic sleepovers, constant laughter, jigsaw puzzles, this welcome transparency about everything from these youth, screaming our way down the tubing hills under a full moon, s'mores, crackling fires, watching the sun rise over a chilly blue ridge, and a small revelation that this job might just actually be a lot of FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCPuefDPQRk/TxWnnX5c_II/AAAAAAAAA9Q/w6YZJI0HAEw/s1600/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5884352644553492339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2012/01/ski-trip.html' title='ski trip!'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCPuefDPQRk/TxWnnX5c_II/AAAAAAAAA9Q/w6YZJI0HAEw/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-589541013574598338</id><published>2012-01-13T09:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:29:35.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"there is no such thing as false hope. there is only hope."</title><content type='html'>discovering the local Caribou coffee and an exciting project at the same time, living where the Post is the local paper, sunshine after a crazy weather week, landing in a congregation filled with committed and faithful people, parking lot rendezvous, and Santos' West Wing redemption.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-589541013574598338?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/589541013574598338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=589541013574598338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/589541013574598338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/589541013574598338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2012/01/there-is-no-such-thing-as-false-hope.html' title='&quot;there is no such thing as false hope. there is only hope.&quot;'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-3727710351217406413</id><published>2012-01-09T13:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:48:43.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sundays: full</title><content type='html'>spending hours in the church kitchen to get to know this group of youth by washing dishes side by side, jr. high sunday school games, laughter in worship, a continuous welcome, learning peoples' names and faces and starting to put them together, sunday afternoon naps, and joking and praying and talking and loitering with the Manassas CoB youth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-3727710351217406413?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/3727710351217406413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=3727710351217406413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/3727710351217406413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/3727710351217406413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2012/01/sundays-full.html' title='sundays: full'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-3630894557753665302</id><published>2012-01-08T14:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:58:29.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i live in a place where i can do dinner in DC.</title><content type='html'>sleep, catching up on the news of the world, new pants!, driving into the city as the sun sets and interstate 66 suddenly being transformed into downtown DC - monuments all aglow and imposing, dinner with Jordan, and the most delicious piece of pie I've ever eaten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-3630894557753665302?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/3630894557753665302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=3630894557753665302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/3630894557753665302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/3630894557753665302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-live-in-place-where-i-can-do-dinner.html' title='i live in a place where i can do dinner in DC.'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-7468620998254139935</id><published>2012-01-03T16:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T16:27:59.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new year, new everything</title><content type='html'>a monday morning latte, jess' face here in my town (and the knowledge that her town is just barely down the road, now), cheese on fire, naps on a day off, venison lasagna, the gift of hospitality, epiphany cards, and chats with beth(any).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-7468620998254139935?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/7468620998254139935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=7468620998254139935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7468620998254139935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7468620998254139935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-new-everything.html' title='new year, new everything'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-7232858154908839008</id><published>2012-01-02T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T10:27:09.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>holy. cow.</title><content type='html'>stepping into a new morning routine (coffee in the living room, prayer in the library), a youth room filled with diner tables and old couches and lime green walls, good worship in a gorgeous christmas sanctuary, an unending stream of welcome (words and hugs and beans and candles and lunch and tours and hospitality), BVS alumni and their stories (this church seems filled with them!), a tiny downtown in the middle of pure suburbia, a homecooked family dinner, and walking up my sidewalk - hearing a strange rustling - and being delightfully surprised by a gaggle of youth welcoming me with a spontaneous party in my living room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-7232858154908839008?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/7232858154908839008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=7232858154908839008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7232858154908839008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7232858154908839008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2012/01/holy-cow.html' title='holy. cow.'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-843874273440584954</id><published>2011-12-30T10:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:08:10.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"you're just welcoming them into this world you already know...NOT trying to break into theirs."</title><content type='html'>the immense mental contentment that comes from unpacking and sorting and shelving all my books together in a single room, a freshly organized kitchen, friendly folks around town, good greek food - taramosalata (google that!), a friend already here, and meredith's advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-843874273440584954?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/843874273440584954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=843874273440584954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/843874273440584954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/843874273440584954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/12/youre-just-welcoming-them-into-this.html' title='&quot;you&apos;re just welcoming them into this world you already know...NOT trying to break into theirs.&quot;'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1408507632701855556</id><published>2011-12-29T10:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:27:55.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>manassas.</title><content type='html'>hugs from my grandparents, uncles and cousins moving boxes and packing a truck, parents who are STILL willing to pack and drive and move and clean and build furniture for their 29 year old daughter, a welcome committee greeting me and carrying boxes and making sure I know they're glad I'm here, today's Washington Post on my coffee table, neighbors dropping by to say hello, all my books unpacked and shelved in good order in the library (a room complete with fireplace and french doors), the diversity I've been missing, and this new place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-1408507632701855556?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/1408507632701855556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=1408507632701855556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/1408507632701855556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/1408507632701855556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/12/manassas.html' title='manassas.'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-4358515114788135181</id><published>2011-12-23T17:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T17:46:34.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>solidarity, solidarity!</title><content type='html'>driving through the Commonwealth, laughing with sara pugh, creamy risotto with winter vegetables, walking city streets and riding city trains, getting transported to another time and place by people willing to sing and dance and act like they're entirely different people on a stage, and standing on the Kennedy Center terrace with the fog settling over the river and monuments and twinkling city lights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-4358515114788135181?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/4358515114788135181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=4358515114788135181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/4358515114788135181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/4358515114788135181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/12/solidarity-solidarity.html' title='solidarity, solidarity!'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5495785086731533152</id><published>2011-12-22T11:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:13:16.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blergh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;bvs stories from sara, trudging through friday night lights, the annual cookie baking extravaganza, and some room to be scrooge-y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNskDP8FQI0/TvNWrs07K2I/AAAAAAAAA74/JFVAaZk_lJk/s1600/photo-45.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNskDP8FQI0/TvNWrs07K2I/AAAAAAAAA74/JFVAaZk_lJk/s200/photo-45.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688986063066573666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5495785086731533152?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/5495785086731533152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=5495785086731533152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5495785086731533152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5495785086731533152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/12/humbug.html' title='blergh'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNskDP8FQI0/TvNWrs07K2I/AAAAAAAAA74/JFVAaZk_lJk/s72-c/photo-45.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-218481470499110919</id><published>2011-12-21T12:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T12:53:00.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bah humbug</title><content type='html'>marc maron's pastoral podcast interviews, letter writing, the scent of holiday baking filling the kitchen, ben bear bursting into the house and transforming a rather gloomy day, and ebenezer scrooge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-218481470499110919?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/218481470499110919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=218481470499110919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/218481470499110919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/218481470499110919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/12/bah-humbug.html' title='bah humbug'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-2852258571396032546</id><published>2011-12-20T08:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:46:56.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>plenty of people to love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EAtlE7fRBDs/TvCRo_7JB5I/AAAAAAAAA7U/cQRE4gxtVA0/s1600/375315_863187218757_2611501_39322271_535568342_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mom's crafty nature, rilke for half price, a lovely note in the mail, skype calls from africa, phone calls from Miami and Chicago and DC, slogging through Ulysses, and this photo from 5 years ago - and realizing that I talked to all those boys TODAY.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EAtlE7fRBDs/TvCRo_7JB5I/AAAAAAAAA7U/cQRE4gxtVA0/s200/375315_863187218757_2611501_39322271_535568342_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688206462909220754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-2852258571396032546?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/2852258571396032546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=2852258571396032546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/2852258571396032546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/2852258571396032546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/12/plenty-of-people-to-love.html' title='plenty of people to love'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EAtlE7fRBDs/TvCRo_7JB5I/AAAAAAAAA7U/cQRE4gxtVA0/s72-c/375315_863187218757_2611501_39322271_535568342_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-6261475009946723648</id><published>2011-12-19T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:10:18.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a weekend</title><content type='html'>dad's annual fried oyster birthday dinner, Eva happily decorating JoJo's tree, sunrise over frost-covered mountains, my sister the master, big celebratory meals full of family and friends, watching the sun creep up and into the back porch, and mom's hot chocolate with bailey's and marshmallow creme in the christmas mugs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqRYk7VfoO4/Tu9hVSiu9RI/AAAAAAAAA7I/g57tJrIprtI/s1600/378951_861086204207_2604695_39310260_821497564_a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqRYk7VfoO4/Tu9hVSiu9RI/AAAAAAAAA7I/g57tJrIprtI/s200/378951_861086204207_2604695_39310260_821497564_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687871872774894866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6261475009946723648?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqRYk7VfoO4/Tu9hVSiu9RI/AAAAAAAAA7I/g57tJrIprtI/s72-c/378951_861086204207_2604695_39310260_821497564_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-8727152107301759255</id><published>2011-12-14T14:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T14:51:21.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on the transition trapeze midpoint</title><content type='html'>strains of handel's messiah accompanying a day of writing, remembering each BVSer's face and voice as I write Christmas cards, calls from Ghana and chats from Chicago, climbing this neighborhood's hills to a new view of the mountains at each summit, and falling into something resembling routine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-8727152107301759255?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-6558712943724956997</id><published>2011-12-13T09:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T09:26:30.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the marriage plot</title><content type='html'>the Jack Black wanna be barista at Mill Mountain singing through his shift, that fresh-shorn feeling after a haircut, tasty kale in peanut sauce over creamy mashed potatoes, catching up with the one and only chelsea goss, a giant full orange moon peering in through restaurant windows, and finally settling into Eugenides after casting around for a week looking for a good book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6558712943724956997?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-6811097986922012780</id><published>2011-12-12T09:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:01:37.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my soul, my soul</title><content type='html'>the weather finally turning cold enough to force me to scrape ice crystals off the car window at 9am, a lovely version of the magnificat sung in worship, visiting a young and vibrant and thoughtful downtown congregation, laughing at lunch with Trisha and Kenneth and Maggie, discovering &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, and the christmas tree's happy glow beside the darkened window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6811097986922012780?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-4246468640220964094</id><published>2011-12-11T14:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T14:33:08.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing if not connected</title><content type='html'>using Dad as the measuring stick for the Christmas tree, the scent of party mix baking in the oven, ornament stories, my sister's hospitality and strawberry champagne punch, and calls from several far-flung friends at the end of a very weird and spirit-pummeling week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-4246468640220964094?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/4246468640220964094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=4246468640220964094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/4246468640220964094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/4246468640220964094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/12/nothing-if-not-connected.html' title='nothing if not connected'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1450067424099459336</id><published>2011-12-10T18:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T18:15:49.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>also, red meat</title><content type='html'>talking joyce with the boys, a gall-less dad home and healthy, and sending christmas cards to BVSers (to pass along all the goodness that I got).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-1450067424099459336?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/1450067424099459336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5948729885581990711</id><published>2011-12-08T09:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:39:26.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas trees and Joyce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;kmrod's encouragement to spend the day playing ("go to the coffee shop! and the bookstore!"), getting the prime seat by the christmas tree at mill mountain and working with a cup of coffee inside the warm shop gazing at the rain and fog outside, lunch with my fam, book shopping, the boys and their Ulysses reading group (really, reading that monster together might be the only way to do it), borrowing library books for the kindle and having them magically appear right there on the home screen, phone calls with Jess, catching up with Clara, and this self-imposed year-end reflection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5gotION0hQ/TuDLaR7Y_sI/AAAAAAAAA5A/im9Zvj87OI4/s1600/photo-43.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5gotION0hQ/TuDLaR7Y_sI/AAAAAAAAA5A/im9Zvj87OI4/s320/photo-43.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683766382091108034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5948729885581990711?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/5948729885581990711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1322345375029633222</id><published>2011-12-07T11:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:14:52.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trees all aglow</title><content type='html'>answering the "what have you been up to?" question and realizing it was actually a wildly productive day, the fact that the monthly church calendar has been on the parents' fridge for as long as i can remember, discovering a trove of Anna Mow's writings in the attic, and a walk in the rain and fog through neighborhoods lit up with welcoming christmas lights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-1322345375029633222?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/1322345375029633222/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-4043291829794612829</id><published>2011-12-05T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T09:36:04.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a thrill of hope</title><content type='html'>the preferred Sunday morning activities of lattes and book browsing (which will all too soon be impossible), accessing the news of the world right from the couch (aka functional wireless internet), choral carols and harmonies lifting the giant audience up out of their seats, dinner with the fam, and reassurance coming from either the book i finished or the wine i drank (probably the combination).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-4043291829794612829?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CNhSiuQ-06A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-2065157288380028266</id><published>2011-11-28T09:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T09:20:54.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, the times, they keep a'changin'</title><content type='html'>everyone's post-wedding early morning weary but satisfied faces, bacon + eggs benedict in the festive boar's head inn, driving down a blissfully empty and gorgeous route 29 (and missing altogether the insanity of I-81 on the Sunday after Thanksgiving), leftover coconut pie, and a family so intent on taking care of me and life's details that they just get things done.&lt;div 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a&apos;changin&apos;'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-3303251446389352701</id><published>2011-11-27T08:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T08:47:13.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>holy matrimony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sitting in a coffee shop drinking a perfect latte surrounded by people with stacks of books and writing on the screens in front of them, pretty dresses, getting to tag along with the bridal party (um, does the minister count as part of that?), a gigantic tree on the UVA lawn dripping golden leaves to the ground below it, strains of hokie cheers and fight songs drifting over from the stadium, watching a bride and groom walk down the aisle and then getting to witness their eyes all in love take in one another in great big gulps, being a witness to sacred things and wielding (just for a moment) power vested in me by the Commonwealth, shots with the mothers, and the joy of getting to be a part of this Rodriguez family wedding business.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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matrimony'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-7322479147430365449</id><published>2011-11-26T11:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T11:31:56.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a charlottesville wedding</title><content type='html'>the view from Afton mountain, the couple of days between thanksgiving and advent when Christmas music is entirely liturgically appropriate (maybe), a gigantic hotel bed, kmrod and ernie's faces, the UVA chapel's vaulted ceilings and complicated existence, Lara and Ben standing together, and double chocolate bread pudding with a salted caramel bourbon glaze putting yesterday's pies to shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-7322479147430365449?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/7322479147430365449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=7322479147430365449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7322479147430365449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7322479147430365449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/11/charlottesville-wedding.html' title='a charlottesville wedding'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5964641883078105170</id><published>2011-11-25T10:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T10:15:00.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chastens and hastens</title><content type='html'>the rhyme scheme of "We Gather Together", FCoB's thanksgiving breakfast, roasting peppers with my sister, carving the turkey, lynsey's coconut cream pie, and a sunny day of thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5964641883078105170?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-131716046763558817</id><published>2011-11-24T13:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T13:12:33.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bacon lattice!</title><content type='html'>pies baking in the oven and spreading thanksgiving aroma throughout my little apartment, aaron sorkin's sense of occasion, the new bacon lattice tradition, tiny hilarious cousins, and recognizing again the comfort of being surrounded by books and books and books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-131716046763558817?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/131716046763558817/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-2322501013005187029</id><published>2011-11-21T11:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:13:35.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jumpstart</title><content type='html'>hokie wins, frigid lane stadium night games, weekend brunch, podcasts to calm the traffic jam annoyance, ecstatic welcomes from Luna the dog, Tina Fey, the cathartic smashing of two years' worth of glass recycling into a giant metal dumpster, used books, reading Julia's notes in her Keats from 1897, peanut butter frozen yogurt, the sun rising over a perfectly empty I-66, and the people of Manassas Church of the Brethren.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-2322501013005187029?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-2907967192513602709</id><published>2011-11-05T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:57:55.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;twitter discussions, the cadre of coffee shop regulars whose faces and voices I know, crunching through fallen leaves, island earrings from the caribbean parents, free books, and delectable dinner of creamy mashed red potatoes and crisp kale in spicy peanut sauce inspired by beth(any)'s hospitality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVceKamtuMU/TrWUhOjddmI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Dc9_8lC7MC4/s1600/photo-40.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVceKamtuMU/TrWUhOjddmI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Dc9_8lC7MC4/s320/photo-40.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671602604306429538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-2907967192513602709?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/2907967192513602709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=2907967192513602709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/2907967192513602709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/2907967192513602709'/><link rel='alternate' 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and episodes of the west wing, that light-headed post haircut feeling, back porch exegesis, taking myself out, and lucinda williams' indomitable songwriting and raspy tortured voice of hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6336729231527313413?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/6336729231527313413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=6336729231527313413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6336729231527313413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6336729231527313413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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hope from the desert places of BVS, my name being shouted out with pride in public places twice in one week (thanks Mom! and JoJo!), places to go and people to see, local produce at the farm-to-table Mockingbird Cafe in Staunton, listening to Lara and Ben, and the stories that make up the relationships that lead to weddings that I get the privilege of officiating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6329892538047414047?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/6329892538047414047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=6329892538047414047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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adorable cheesy college kid tour guide, discovering BACON formations, eating some delicious (local) bacon formations for brunch down the road at the Little Grill, downtown Harrisonburg, absurd bankrobbery indie films, and autumn in the mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VrLftFBgRAs/TpxGi-QKmBI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_L3guBbU8-c/s1600/BACON%2Bformations%2Bat%2BShenandoah%2BCaverns.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VrLftFBgRAs/TpxGi-QKmBI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_L3guBbU8-c/s320/BACON%2Bformations%2Bat%2BShenandoah%2BCaverns.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664479997965539346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-8152408720272561398?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/8152408720272561398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=8152408720272561398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/8152408720272561398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/8152408720272561398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/10/bacon-yo.html' title='bacon, yo'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VrLftFBgRAs/TpxGi-QKmBI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_L3guBbU8-c/s72-c/BACON%2Bformations%2Bat%2BShenandoah%2BCaverns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5316996866131117375</id><published>2011-10-13T09:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:24:36.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>allah! allah! ole! ole!</title><content type='html'>trees changing green to red to gold from the inside out, driving through the mountains, BVSers blowing bubbles and hugging trees, sharing the Examen again and again and again, food groups and crosswords, laughing with Cal and Don and Jeremy, Jim E.'s irreverent authority, calls and leadings, falling leaves all over the New Windsor campus, Elizabeth Gilbert offering some pastoral care to volunteers laden with guilt and expectations, Don's great love machine theory, stealthy pizza deliveries, and BVS working in and for the Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/86x-u-tz0MA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5316996866131117375?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/5316996866131117375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=5316996866131117375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5316996866131117375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5316996866131117375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/10/allah-allah-ole-ole.html' title='allah! allah! ole! ole!'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/86x-u-tz0MA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-7204984240841401679</id><published>2011-10-09T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:16:58.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, Atlanta</title><content type='html'>hours of uninterrupted roadtrip music listening (wilco! j's fall mix!), a quite posh hotel room with a giant king bed and unlimited internet all to myself, the way &lt;a href="http://www.fteleaders.org"&gt;FTE&lt;/a&gt; gathers people from so many corners of the church and smashes them together (in loving and graceful ways), Parker Palmer dropping some mystic knowledge, Sweetwater on a patio, an atlanta latte, the ways that conversation with j gets filled with shared nuggets of profound philosophy and inane cartoon references, candace's graceful agreeable disagreement, complimentary coke products, that moment in every episode of Parenthood that reduces me to tears, good gospel music setting the stage and lifting everyone in the room up onto their toes, some quality preaching, willy's literal dream tacos and queso, and clicking the ATL snugly into the second-place city spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-7204984240841401679?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/7204984240841401679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=7204984240841401679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7204984240841401679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7204984240841401679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-atlanta.html' title='oh, Atlanta'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1980675060997538918</id><published>2011-10-04T10:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:02:41.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>liminal</title><content type='html'>waking up to an autumn chill, a balcony table at the library overlooking main street, and wilco's whole love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-1980675060997538918?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/1980675060997538918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=1980675060997538918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/1980675060997538918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/1980675060997538918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/10/liminal.html' title='liminal'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-7671688211012403345</id><published>2011-10-03T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:09:26.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sabbath rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the (very familiar) drive up I-81 between Roanoke and Harrisonburg, climbing mountains and scrambling up geologic formations, almost 360 views, clouds running across the West Virginia sky on one side of the mountain and sun shifting through the Virginia valley on the other, walking into a tiny Woodstock cafe with an acoustic guitar playing and a honey-voiced woman covering Allison Krauss, crashing a Blessing of the Animals service on the street, laughing a lot, and the sunset setting the world afire all the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GztDiZ96ugE/Tondgz5fZnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/V1cxSsmQrAk/s320/photo-36.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659297962524632690" style="display: block; 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5149617287562130404</id><published>2011-10-03T11:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:06:13.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the hokie pokie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;slow saturday mornings, trees gathering color and losing leaves, a northern breeze bringing autumn to town, bethy132's articulated grace, tailgating inside, multiple marching bands bringing it LOUD, a drizzly night of football, and the Lane Stadium high - even when the score is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVvp6mjm5nY/Tonc9N6g3DI/AAAAAAAAA2U/IXiyRttdT3E/s320/photo-35.JPG" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1576147728496610</id><published>2011-09-26T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T09:57:03.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flutterbys and comic books</title><content type='html'>noah and the whale, the strange and lovely surprise of looking out the window to see the tree next door covered in dozens of orange monarch butterflies - all day long, &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio?isbn=9780375714832"&gt;Persepolis&lt;/a&gt; - a story of life in revolutionary Iran...in a comic book, the mysterious disappearance of the stray wifi signal making for a truly sabbath-like Sunday, peach wine from Amrhein's, and decompression days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-1576147728496610?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-570206755148794469</id><published>2011-09-24T09:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T10:04:05.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PDX, otherwise known as Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;driving the hills of highway 7, vonnegut on the plane, beth(any)'s face picking us up at the airport, hours spent wandering the city block that is Powell's Books, lunch with the lovely and newly relocated Portland Audrey, fresh local brews everywhere you turn, funny movies in repurposed elementary school auditoriums, an unbeatable Stumptown latte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7otmyeTpp0M/Tn3wtG8VEKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/1EV59JQSOjk/s320/311654_807974121247_2604695_38992937_506873131_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655941364795642018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bo and Mogh befriending me...after a while, wandering in the signature Portland rain, gyros on the stoop, the lovely lovely people of Portland Peace CoB, witnessing an anointing and inappropriate flirting, Burgerville's sweet potato fries, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-duY6Pp94eO4/Tn3vtbvr2DI/AAAAAAAAA10/QuWTKlcglP4/s320/319234_677905779553_33201709_35305421_246503415_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655940270868125746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;driving through the reforested Tillamook, cheese and wine tastings, getting caught in the Pacific tide, holding Beth's hand while exploring creepy cliffside caves, hot tea and seafood in a window overlooking the rocky coast, artsy neighborhoods, incredible waterfalls, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pErTgAfftOc/Tn3vV43JtnI/AAAAAAAAA1c/mm01ta5AuGs/s320/photo-29.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655939866367211122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oregonian creek stomping, winding highway 30 ending at the unbelievable Vista House view,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2NO9oCuRPY/Tn3ws-xt-4I/AAAAAAAAA2E/mTKF4ugj7Oc/s320/293120_809037674877_2604695_39005614_1191422524_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655941362603654018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; fish and beer with the Portland BVSers (oh, what a delightful crowd!), Jen Carter's lovely Vancouver life, driving the Mazda 6 over the mountains and to the coast, Cannon Beach's small town streets and big big ocean, dungenes crab on fresh baked bread, walking the shoreline filled with sand dollars and crab shells and seaweed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzsQ8OK4fHQ/Tn3v-nU6OaI/AAAAAAAAA18/vuyX9uHyZsE/s320/308545_810474465537_2604695_39015254_172599769_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655940566034823586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coffee served in an unexpectedly delightful french press at the creperie where a gluten mistake netted me a free nutella crepe, climbing the Astoria column for this view,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--63rVJGTe4s/Tn3vV0R6jXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/IMRq-Qx1Wdg/s320/photo-22.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655939865137286514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; coming home to Beth's homemade meal, the deep dark chocolate brownies at New Seasons, lunch from the double decker Grilled Cheese bus, Beth's incredible grace and hospitality, Sara Pugh's perfectly pitched traveling companionship, and a week of what might just be the best vacation yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCyfmMNWMoc/Tn3vtYmm7jI/AAAAAAAAA1s/ntoGTi9pQTE/s320/317463_677905390333_33201709_35305412_1211790209_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655940270024748594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-570206755148794469?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/570206755148794469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=570206755148794469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/570206755148794469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/570206755148794469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/09/pdx-otherwise-known-as-eden.html' title='PDX, otherwise known as Eden'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7otmyeTpp0M/Tn3wtG8VEKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/1EV59JQSOjk/s72-c/311654_807974121247_2604695_38992937_506873131_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-6559551063631812764</id><published>2011-09-14T11:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:22:21.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging with john j</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;early morning bacon with the rotarians, watching the sun burn away the fog from the mountaintops at the country club, a few minutes with jojo and bobby, the gorgeous drive down 460 and back, clara!, reading in the sunshine, dinners of quesadillas and beer and jokes, and a week and a half of this guy doing a lot of this right here in my Virginia living room (so much closer than France or Cambodia or Ghana or even St. Louis!): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxRUY6ICqLc/TnDT6ZO2TWI/AAAAAAAAA1U/DTIiGaEdm18/s1600/photo-20.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxRUY6ICqLc/TnDT6ZO2TWI/AAAAAAAAA1U/DTIiGaEdm18/s320/photo-20.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652250532509011298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6559551063631812764?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/6559551063631812764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=6559551063631812764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6559551063631812764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6559551063631812764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/09/hanging-with-john-j.html' title='hanging with john j'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxRUY6ICqLc/TnDT6ZO2TWI/AAAAAAAAA1U/DTIiGaEdm18/s72-c/photo-20.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-554877527860676941</id><published>2011-09-14T11:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:18:33.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>climbing mountains and talking theology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-616uAHR7u78/TnDTs7beK1I/AAAAAAAAA1M/07FIkHaIFsI/s1600/photo-19.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;john's rather constant companionship, bacon and eggs for breakfast, strolling over Bent Mountain with thunder rolling in the distance, Emily's quiet grave reminding us that this was - and still is - actually someone's home, mountain wineries with crisp peach wine, and cooking out on craiggers' patio with some of my boys talking church and love and how they intersect.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-922795526849572440</id><published>2011-09-09T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:05:34.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>running and korma and vocation</title><content type='html'>new running motivation, discovering kind of darling houses in my neighborhood on a new route walk, and eating vegetable korma with Trisha and Kenneth and listening to John J. Rogers get excited again and again about the ridiculous and perfect path he's been thrown into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-922795526849572440?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/922795526849572440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=922795526849572440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/922795526849572440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/922795526849572440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/09/running-and-korma-and-vocation.html' title='running and korma and vocation'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5215592570926681694</id><published>2011-09-08T12:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T12:07:22.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>westward bound</title><content type='html'>coffee shop time, the final beautiful scene in Of Gods and Men, dinner with some of my boys, Ha Ha Tonka's on stage exuberance, and this town's continuous surprising awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BRS5rTrEF3w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-2155743089455603560</id><published>2011-09-06T10:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:34:50.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>home again, home again, jiggity jig</title><content type='html'>intelligentsia coffee in my cupboard, john j rogers' smiling face at the roanoke airport, filling the fridge after weeks away, labor day napping, mom's peach cobbler, and dinner with good people on the back porch in a deluge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-2155743089455603560?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/2155743089455603560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-7821936489593659799</id><published>2011-09-04T09:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T09:09:15.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hokie hokie hokie hi</title><content type='html'>celebrating airport reunions and gratefulness that my solo arrivals are in their waning days (no more travel = no more lonely luggage carting, car finding, cold and empty house to return to), HOKIE FOOTBALL, tailgating with virginia ham biscuits from the Roanoker, blessed breezes at the top of the west stands in Lane Stadium, crushing tackles, and catching up with long phone conversations with several people I love a lot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-heSuEqN6cmI/TmOF1j87w_I/AAAAAAAAA08/_HrJq27amAU/s1600/photo-18.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-heSuEqN6cmI/TmOF1j87w_I/AAAAAAAAA08/_HrJq27amAU/s320/photo-18.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648505512883110898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-7821936489593659799?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/7821936489593659799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=7821936489593659799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7821936489593659799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7821936489593659799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/09/hokie-hokie-hokie-hi.html' title='hokie hokie hokie hi'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-heSuEqN6cmI/TmOF1j87w_I/AAAAAAAAA08/_HrJq27amAU/s72-c/photo-18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-6437075104627748365</id><published>2011-09-04T08:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T09:06:00.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>retreat: a treat, once more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R8owmzBWUoU/TmOFpy4NqTI/AAAAAAAAA00/BzescnPjU1Q/s1600/photo-17.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KeV1yy6LLco/TmOEXLH61iI/AAAAAAAAA0s/f75n5pxykNs/s1600/photo-17.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;greeting a gaggle of BVSers after six months of service, wily games of werewolf, cooking for a crowd, laughing with cal: the best retreat roommate ever, paddling down the Fox River behind a few canoes full of BVSers in life preservers, hobos on the campfire, s'mores, rambling through the woods crashing through spider webs and flushing out frightened does, the curved trunk of an old old tree and the way it shot out a big ol' branch to correct its own posture, vonnegut's commentary, hearing story after story of transformation in process ("i'm realizing that there's more than one way to live life..." "i want to live in community permanently..." "where are you seeing the Divine?"), and ending several years' worth of work and immersion in the exact same spot that I started it back in March of 2009 -  on this canoe dock on the Fox:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R8owmzBWUoU/TmOFpy4NqTI/AAAAAAAAA00/BzescnPjU1Q/s320/photo-17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648505310731413810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6437075104627748365?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/6437075104627748365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=6437075104627748365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6437075104627748365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6437075104627748365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/09/retreat-treat-once-more.html' title='retreat: a treat, once more'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R8owmzBWUoU/TmOFpy4NqTI/AAAAAAAAA00/BzescnPjU1Q/s72-c/photo-17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-9075078194830400294</id><published>2011-08-29T12:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:15:06.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.</title><content type='html'>the thick and full sharing of joys and concerns in Highland Avenue's worship, mexican with Momma Kim, a rare in person conversation with Beth(any) full of hand gestures and eyebrow raises and the inimitable non-verbal presence she carries around her, Vonnegut's epitaphs read on the front porch swing of the Elgin BVS house, and a long-awaited second date on a patio with beer and a fire pit and Anna E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-9075078194830400294?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/9075078194830400294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=9075078194830400294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/9075078194830400294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/9075078194830400294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/08/everything-was-beautiful-and-nothing.html' title='everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-8699400002602375981</id><published>2011-08-28T07:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T07:47:14.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eventually, I think Chicago will be the most beautiful great city left in the world."*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKWIOM5J3HQ/Tlo4A68LQOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/CbovM3FciiE/s1600/309850_671261000743_33201709_35228454_728911_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJR__M3AuaA/Tlo22lZK_hI/AAAAAAAAA0c/fQB_e4faizI/s1600/309850_671261000743_33201709_35228454_728911_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;entering Chicago on the Metra through the bowels of Union Station, walking city streets,&lt;div&gt;people-watching, the Bean spectacle, art institute lions, lime-soaked peaches with basil rice pudding at Rick Bayless' &lt;a href="http://www.rickbayless.com/restaurants/xoco.html"&gt;XOCO&lt;/a&gt;, random dance concerts in the middle of the city, a bubble blowing mural under an overpass, logan's lakeshore property life, the sun setting behind us and burning gold on the waves, wind whipping through my hair, and a perfect day with some of my favorite people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*(Frank Lloyd Wright)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjqSuMe1-H4/Tlo2zK1cZuI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Y8qF2ToVEa8/s1600/305377_671260661423_33201709_35228447_5288555_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjqSuMe1-H4/Tlo2zK1cZuI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Y8qF2ToVEa8/s320/305377_671260661423_33201709_35228447_5288555_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645885335572080354" style="text-align: center; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-122251577584075190</id><published>2011-08-25T08:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:42:51.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>volunteers and zinnias</title><content type='html'>breakfast with mom, flying over sparkling lake michigan and the lakeshore skyline, vonnegut's swimming ability, don's friendly face in the BVS house van picking me up at the ORD curb, productive cubicle time, anna's verdant garden of melons and corn and squash and incredible tiny yellow tomatoes and giant happy zinnias, jeremy's fragrant indian cooking (naan! chickpeas! curry!), and a few last nights in the sprawling happy Elgin BVS house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-122251577584075190?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-7881068823412959708</id><published>2011-08-23T16:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T16:20:46.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>29.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SOk6VenaSM/TlQZaawTirI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Uayq9-kgPJA/s1600/photo-16.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waking up early for a full day of enjoyment, hiking by little stony creek, splashing in the cascades pool, fish tacos on a patio in the sunshine, successful book shopping splurge, a grand family cookout, eclair cake, hilarious tiny cousins, and a birthday chock full of goodness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQslNpPIahY/TlQZWu4LNPI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fUmZUHcn9YE/s1600/photo-15.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQslNpPIahY/TlQZWu4LNPI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fUmZUHcn9YE/s320/photo-15.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644164111333537010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SOk6VenaSM/TlQZaawTirI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Uayq9-kgPJA/s1600/photo-16.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SOk6VenaSM/TlQZaawTirI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Uayq9-kgPJA/s320/photo-16.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644164174651296434" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-7881068823412959708?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/7881068823412959708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=7881068823412959708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7881068823412959708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/7881068823412959708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/08/29.html' title='29.'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQslNpPIahY/TlQZWu4LNPI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fUmZUHcn9YE/s72-c/photo-15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-2539165860684281438</id><published>2011-08-20T20:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T20:41:00.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i like this week because of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iCCSCW_zJt0/TlBh5gB7c8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/t0Ri0NsfQF4/s1600/286286_274488632565860_100000141768127_1320006_7351449_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D3tZEw81LJk/TlBg6NBGYiI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JOamyb3I-Xg/s1600/photo-14.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D3tZEw81LJk/TlBg6NBGYiI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JOamyb3I-Xg/s320/photo-14.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643116886138184226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;road trips with my sister, walking into a beach house filled with my family, lying prostrate on the sand soaking up as much vitamin D as possible, long walks down the shoreline, cooking for a crowd, Eva's southpark-esque pronunciation of "silly putty," &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bfV6lZ_a1tY/TlBgpagSyKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/TD0zTyLBY5E/s320/photo-9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643116597700905122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coloring and blowing bubbles, rocking on the front porch with the sound of the surf in my ears, minute to win it evening activities, rediscovering the Madonna pandora station and recognizing it to be perfect for a beach vacation, the view underneath the weathered pier, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p11tUVJKzYo/TlBgpeNT2bI/AAAAAAAAAzc/7_MZXxPDQm0/s320/photo-11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643116598695025074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;showering out of doors, securing a cornhole tournament victory, dolphin fins circling out in the ocean, perfectly exfoliated feet from beach walking, watching the sun rise and set and change the world from dark to light and dark again from the same vantage point at dawn and dusk, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrIlPBpCM10/TlBg5ympYII/AAAAAAAAAzk/YVXgIhWNSKc/s320/photo-12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643116879047909506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frogmore stew poured straight on the table for us all to pick through, cousins from germany and their international cuisine, the green green seagrass on the intercoastal waterway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OyEljaNAn5E/TlBgpde67FI/AAAAAAAAAzU/OTWcatT23hM/s320/photo-10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643116598500453458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pelicans diving for their breakfast, uninterrupted hours of novel reading and daydreaming, lynsey's blueberry poundcake, watching bobby and jojo with their expanding family sprawled out all around them on the beach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDBsaE12Nrk/TlBg6EiHNxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/pl3-Ly3xQg8/s320/photo-13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643116883860731666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and doing nothing and knowing that nothing is exactly what i'm supposed to be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iCCSCW_zJt0/TlBh5gB7c8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/t0Ri0NsfQF4/s320/286286_274488632565860_100000141768127_1320006_7351449_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643117973573694402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-2539165860684281438?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/2539165860684281438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=2539165860684281438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/2539165860684281438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/2539165860684281438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-like-this-week-because-of.html' title='i like this week because of...'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D3tZEw81LJk/TlBg6NBGYiI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JOamyb3I-Xg/s72-c/photo-14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5605170111709918179</id><published>2011-08-12T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T12:48:26.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hemmed in</title><content type='html'>that light-headed post haircut feeling, the aroma of party mix baking in my oven, affirmations from Sharon, a long-overdue chat with Clara, and being so well wrapped up in these webs of relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5605170111709918179?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/5605170111709918179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=5605170111709918179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5605170111709918179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5605170111709918179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/08/hemmed-in.html' title='hemmed in'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1920774093750026863</id><published>2011-08-11T11:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T11:33:27.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>do what you do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpDDoYTtlzw/TkQEBqBke3I/AAAAAAAAAzE/ixH_ujI30PM/s1600/afton.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;driving across the mountains and the Commonwealth, a delightful catch-up lunch with Sarah Lantz Collier, and the very idea of a public library.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpDDoYTtlzw/TkQEBqBke3I/AAAAAAAAAzE/ixH_ujI30PM/s1600/afton.jpg" onblur="try 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1480678747195099675</id><published>2011-08-09T08:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T08:55:20.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"i've been in worse scrapes than this!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ns0BiJ9jizo/TkE7lV5SX1I/AAAAAAAAAy8/m1wsbuB-ids/s1600/creekstomping.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the winding parkway drive along the mountaintops to the peaks of otter, 9 year old humor, and picnicking and blowing bubbles and creek stomping and delightfully satisfying summer adventures.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ns0BiJ9jizo/TkE7lV5SX1I/AAAAAAAAAy8/m1wsbuB-ids/s1600/creekstomping.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ns0BiJ9jizo/TkE7lV5SX1I/AAAAAAAAAy8/m1wsbuB-ids/s320/creekstomping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638853721163194194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-1480678747195099675?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/1480678747195099675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=1480678747195099675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-3098528131188623133</id><published>2011-08-07T18:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:53:18.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>summertime, and the livin' is easy</title><content type='html'>paddling down the James in a deluge, a raspberry milkshake at the old-school soda fountain in Buchanan, and adventuring with the fam.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MmynFgk2ZM/Tj8lSxZLZxI/AAAAAAAAAy0/j7-Tqk1z-2Q/s1600/251458_10150257134987549_680267548_7823166_7194311_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MmynFgk2ZM/Tj8lSxZLZxI/AAAAAAAAAy0/j7-Tqk1z-2Q/s320/251458_10150257134987549_680267548_7823166_7194311_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638266262917965586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-3098528131188623133?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/3098528131188623133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=3098528131188623133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/3098528131188623133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/3098528131188623133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/08/summertime-and-livin-is-easy.html' title='summertime, and the livin&apos; is easy'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MmynFgk2ZM/Tj8lSxZLZxI/AAAAAAAAAy0/j7-Tqk1z-2Q/s72-c/251458_10150257134987549_680267548_7823166_7194311_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-6911926730889361664</id><published>2011-08-06T10:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T10:23:25.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grape!</title><content type='html'>peach shortcake, five minutes of fame, and adventuring around the 'noke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6911926730889361664?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/6911926730889361664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=6911926730889361664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6911926730889361664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6911926730889361664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/08/grape.html' title='grape!'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-9100039277373904337</id><published>2011-08-05T07:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T07:41:55.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i was born to do it</title><content type='html'>an angry run with angry music, eating delicious havarti pimento cheese with bacon in the decidedly urban art museum cafe (trains chugging just outside the window, grafitti art on the overpass wall, big white bubbly chairs, and heavy arty silver), jojo's fresh peach pie, an afternoon with the grandparents, new friends, a letter from death row and a phone call with j to slam all m paltry frustrations right back into their proper place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kvQ8UsyK3gc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div 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it'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kvQ8UsyK3gc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-4960313691134695307</id><published>2011-08-03T09:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T09:10:58.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i know it leads to life, but i detest change.</title><content type='html'>laughing out loud at the first page of a novel, some emerging possibilities, and giving thanks for smirks and smiles and lives lived fully...including kmrod's grandpa joe and sharon's 26 years full of laughing and loving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-4960313691134695307?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/4960313691134695307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=4960313691134695307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/4960313691134695307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/4960313691134695307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-know-it-leads-to-life-but-i-detest.html' title='i know it leads to life, but i detest change.'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-277510492748453894</id><published>2011-08-02T11:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T11:10:42.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>clear eyes full hearts can't lose</title><content type='html'>tacos with sara pugh's people, a story to get lost in (especially one that involves tim riggins), and constant conversation with far away friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-277510492748453894?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-7015369819939741689</id><published>2011-08-01T09:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:33:37.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kitchen fellowship</title><content type='html'>my beloved mother, bruce's stunning detail work (my car is colors it's never been before!), and sara pugh's fam at FCoB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-7015369819939741689?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/7015369819939741689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=7015369819939741689' title='0 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type='text'>church ladies</title><content type='html'>the voices of FCoB, swimming some aches away, and mason jar mojitos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5713490541637230640?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/5713490541637230640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=5713490541637230640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5713490541637230640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5713490541637230640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/07/church-ladies.html' title='church 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Cosby Show on Netflix, homemade guacamole, and hopeful angry tunes:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YQ1LI-NTa2s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-4293852921897157381?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/4293852921897157381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=4293852921897157381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/4293852921897157381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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steps from my front door (fresh farmer's market blackberries on saturday, a bagel and latte from mill mountain on sunday), baseball and hot dogs in the summer, and Craiggers' newfound status as landowner (and OH, what land he owns, too!):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXgnHu8qKQY/TiQ_7J2CfmI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ThO2jqHhPo8/s1600/photo-6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXgnHu8qKQY/TiQ_7J2CfmI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ThO2jqHhPo8/s320/photo-6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630695719607369314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGhWIesu29o/TiRAAgUAmbI/AAAAAAAAAxM/lT28TWdHcKw/s1600/photo-5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5740957373981508911</id><published>2011-07-16T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T09:58:30.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"remove head from sphincter, then drive!"</title><content type='html'>the palpable emotion of the midnight harry potter premiere crowd, friends with humor and compassion and perspective to counterbalance a current lack thereof, and meeting baby Eli.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5740957373981508911?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/5740957373981508911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=5740957373981508911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5740957373981508911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5740957373981508911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/07/remove-head-from-sphincter-then-drive.html' title='&quot;remove head from sphincter, then drive!&quot;'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-6574212251577311832</id><published>2011-07-14T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T09:42:14.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>but still angry.</title><content type='html'>eating Indian in a downtown window seat with Becky, Jill McCorkle's way with words, and anger-abatement suggestions from John and my mom (punch walls! scream into pillows! throw plates and break them!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6574212251577311832?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/6574212251577311832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=6574212251577311832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6574212251577311832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6574212251577311832'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1879016726801738102</id><published>2011-07-12T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T09:16:26.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i imagine that owl as wise and wearing glasses.</title><content type='html'>the one owl hooting reassuringly by my window every early morning, eating well, and a day of rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-1879016726801738102?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/1879016726801738102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=1879016726801738102' 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without measure</title><content type='html'>congregations I love full of people who remind me that the presence of God is full of love and welcome and warmth - and not hateful and nasty and ugly and exclusive and mean (despite recent occurrences that would lead one to believe otherwise), woody allen + owen wilson + paris in the '20s, and falafel at Isaac's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5032594198548052304?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/5032594198548052304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=5032594198548052304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5032594198548052304'/><link 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a puppy wake-up call: jingling + panting + face-licking at 6am (thanks, Stella), the farmer's market abundance literally right outside my front door, Jess walking into my kitchen, and an evening on mom + dad's back porch with laughter and stories and mojitos and grilled summer love.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkVXvRcj3QU/Thr4WtSveEI/AAAAAAAAAwo/UcdixJjke0Y/s1600/270129_786999863827_2604695_38659619_4011777_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkVXvRcj3QU/Thr4WtSveEI/AAAAAAAAAwo/UcdixJjke0Y/s320/270129_786999863827_2604695_38659619_4011777_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628083753351870530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5319424104080007839?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/5319424104080007839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=5319424104080007839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5319424104080007839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/5319424104080007839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/07/delicious.html' title='delicious'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkVXvRcj3QU/Thr4WtSveEI/AAAAAAAAAwo/UcdixJjke0Y/s72-c/270129_786999863827_2604695_38659619_4011777_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-3470599232484089742</id><published>2011-07-09T06:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T06:25:26.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>domestic bliss (and puppies)</title><content type='html'>empty suitcases + clean clothes + clean house, the scent of bread baking and granola crisping warming my whole house and confirming that I am indeed finally at home, and Stella's puppy smile accompanying Jordan and Robyn for a short visit to the 'Noke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-3470599232484089742?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/3470599232484089742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=3470599232484089742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/3470599232484089742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/3470599232484089742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/07/domestic-bliss-and-puppies.html' title='domestic bliss (and puppies)'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-5419168419564857615</id><published>2011-07-09T06:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T06:23:50.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME</title><content type='html'>blueberry breakfast in sara pugh's perfectly situated refuge, driving through the Blue Ridge on my way home, and starting the Hunger Games - a true summer reading project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-5419168419564857615?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-8669285460310202436</id><published>2011-07-02T06:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T06:43:13.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grand rapids!</title><content type='html'>the traditional BVS hug train, ordering family style in the delicious thai restaurant down the street (and extending the table when more friends walked in), and dueling pianos with a delightful group of people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-8669285460310202436?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/8669285460310202436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=8669285460310202436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/8669285460310202436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/8669285460310202436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/07/grand-rapids.html' title='grand rapids!'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-6752596529384934936</id><published>2011-06-29T21:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:11:32.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>will you let me be your servant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuRhParZLnE/TgvbRda_ReI/AAAAAAAAAv4/YuFakMmxl6Q/s1600/271036_784378112837_2604695_38606102_5234619_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hiking maryland hills to rocky waterfalls, sun flickering through branches and bouncing over the trail, and sitting in a commissioning circle washing one another's feet while the sun sets behind us and the candles burn between us and the fireflies flicker all around us.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuRhParZLnE/TgvbRda_ReI/AAAAAAAAAv4/YuFakMmxl6Q/s320/271036_784378112837_2604695_38606102_5234619_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623829652704282082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-6752596529384934936?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/6752596529384934936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=6752596529384934936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6752596529384934936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/6752596529384934936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/06/will-you-let-me-be-your-servant.html' title='will you let me be your servant'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuRhParZLnE/TgvbRda_ReI/AAAAAAAAAv4/YuFakMmxl6Q/s72-c/271036_784378112837_2604695_38606102_5234619_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-1655224123909177866</id><published>2011-06-29T21:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:07:18.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an orientation day</title><content type='html'>blowing bubbles in the wind and coloring with sidewalk chalk, the gorgeous view from the fourth floor of Old Main, and ice cream on the Palsgroves' deck with the sun setting and the train chugging by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-1655224123909177866?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-161179726654287347</id><published>2011-06-27T15:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:10:47.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the wild goose</title><content type='html'>hobos cooked on a campfire, lightning bugs at nightfall, crowds of shiny happy people, vincent harding's history of the FREEDOM movement (when they were singing, nobody ever sang "woke up this morning with civil rights on my mind!"), &lt;a href="http://www.ilovelocopops.com/"&gt;Locopops&lt;/a&gt;, becca stevens' theology of healing, new ways of peacemaking, the glorious feeling of being sweaty and stinky and bug-eaten and campy, songs of home sweeping over me under a tent on a roasting day with a light breeze running by, butterflies flitting through spirited sessions, chaco tans, and rocks crying out the song of the Spirit moving and healing and testifying and pulling us all along with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-161179726654287347?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/161179726654287347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9043366&amp;postID=161179726654287347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/161179726654287347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9043366/posts/default/161179726654287347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/2011/06/wild-goose.html' title='the wild goose'/><author><name>Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820070971465402001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-8259717993587182214</id><published>2011-06-20T16:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T16:53:55.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dad's day</title><content type='html'>walking home in a refreshing drip drop drizzle, frisbee in the backyard, a picnic on the porch, and my Dad being my dad - showing up and being around and comforting and protecting and laughing and singing and joking and building and welcoming and generally making sure the world is a good place for me (and lots of other people) to live in - for all these years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-8061281709228851970</id><published>2011-06-20T16:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T16:45:24.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another working weekend</title><content type='html'>a mostly silent car ride, friends popping up over and over again across the country, and hearing some good words from good people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-8061281709228851970?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/8061281709228851970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-2539179576378767640</id><published>2011-06-16T20:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T20:50:27.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>actually, these friends were probably well worth the tens of thousands of dollars</title><content type='html'>an early morning latte, sara pugh showing up at my back door, and long laughing conversations with bethy132.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-2539179576378767640?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/2539179576378767640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2qzqkN2xfLU/TfYXUMfJxlI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rTgyclBNThY/s1600/photo-3.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a classy steak at a strangely situated but still classy place, Bobby's 80 years filled with life, and brand new baby Eli.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2qzqkN2xfLU/TfYXUMfJxlI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rTgyclBNThY/s1600/photo-3.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2qzqkN2xfLU/TfYXUMfJxlI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rTgyclBNThY/s320/photo-3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617703220907984466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFuyhjxS16k/TPKbUHNMUPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/kblkIdpg5LY/S220/Photo%2B48.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2qzqkN2xfLU/TfYXUMfJxlI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rTgyclBNThY/s72-c/photo-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-8667212041986404238</id><published>2011-06-11T10:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:29:37.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously, that's a lot o' salsa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gQ7MkEDuyTk/TfOJdLwuiRI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m8-CCHgr8tY/s1600/photo-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;noticing birdsong in the morning, creating a giant vat of delectable mango salsa, and imposing a bit of rest for a weary soul.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gQ7MkEDuyTk/TfOJdLwuiRI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m8-CCHgr8tY/s1600/photo-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gQ7MkEDuyTk/TfOJdLwuiRI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m8-CCHgr8tY/s320/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616984294727518482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-8667212041986404238?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/8667212041986404238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043366.post-3919267968793924903</id><published>2011-06-09T07:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T07:23:08.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>home again, home again, jiggity jig</title><content type='html'>cal's thoughtful blueberry cake donuts in the morning, MSS interns greeting everyone entering the chapel with hooting and high-fives, and landing at LYH to a brilliant glowing sun setting over my mountains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9043366-3919267968793924903?l=conjunctures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctures.blogspot.com/feeds/3919267968793924903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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