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Moments (44)

Posted on February 7, 2012 by Riba

I was sitting one morning on the patio thinking about how I needed to quit drinking my yerba maté. I know this because I try to take note when birds arrive, try to find a why. I heard a commotion … Continue reading →

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No Regrets (39)

Posted on December 31, 2011 by Riba

I turned down a chance to hike in the desert this morning with people I like very much. It would have meant catching the bus at 7:45, and it sounded like too much to me last night, too much to … Continue reading →

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Morning (35)

Posted on December 9, 2011 by Riba

There is cat pee on the floor outside the litter box, and I sweep it halfway across the room before I realize. Sable complains for breakfast, his voice loud, grating, ceaseless. I am kind the first nineteen times I tell … Continue reading →

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Tall and Small (34)

Posted on November 23, 2011 by Riba

I see Helga and Gino partway down Indian Trail as I’m crossing Sonora. We wave to each other, and I keep going. What, I can’t walk in a different direction so I can say hello? There is no reason I … Continue reading →

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Not Foreign (32)

Posted on November 16, 2011 by Riba

Our country of origin is an odd thing. It shapes us. Even people who leave their native land when they are three years old are molded by it in ways they may never understand. Even people who only spend six … Continue reading →

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The Day of the Dead (31)

Posted on November 7, 2011 by Riba

I harvested my “Mexican” marigolds for my Day of the Dead altar. I wished I had a sugar skull, but my little sombrero-wearing skeleton and my painted wooden cats brought it to life for me. In Ajijic I went to … Continue reading →

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Mexican Marigolds (30)

Posted on October 22, 2011 by Riba

My yard is alive with French marigolds, the dark orangey red ones with a brighter orange woven in. Their variegated petals are hardy, their flower faces reaching toward the sun. I am glad the bees like them. I’m still eating … Continue reading →

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Cradled (22)

Posted on August 30, 2011 by Riba

One morning I cry for no reason. I am standing by the kitchen sink when it begins. I see myself in the mirror as I turn away my cup of tea with the painted red bird in my hands my … Continue reading →

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Summer Afternoons (20)

Posted on August 18, 2011 by Riba

The cats sleep on the old wooden shelves at the side of the house Sable sprawled inside the empty top shelf Sofia wedged two shelves below between the bird feeder and the black plastic bucket I used to gather bougainvillea … Continue reading →

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Desert Evening (18)

Posted on August 18, 2011 by Riba

Yesterday evening I was walking in the hot air my mind still flipping through images of cottages in Long Beach and Palmdale dreams of living on one of the metro lines never having to drive again on southern California freeways. … Continue reading →

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