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		<title>Adventures with Qwerty</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A typical nice summer evening usually finds us taking the dogs for a walk through the meadow to the pond, and yesterday evening was no different. As I slipped out the door, I commented to Eric that our cat Qwerty was outside somewhere- I thought he might be scared of the dogs so I wanted [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Reflections</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have my share of grumpy days. Days when I really don&#8217;t want to get out of bed. Days when everything seems to go wrong- and they&#8217;re just little things in the grand scheme of things, but they add up and soon the day feels black and gloomy. The very air is thick and heavy. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/05/12/reflections/</link>
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		<title>Rainy Days</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been a very wet spring, to put it mildly. There&#8217;s a small creek near our house that floods over its banks, and over the road usually a few times a year. So far this spring it&#8217;s flooded at least five times, and now the areas downstream from us are so backed up with water, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/05/06/rainy-days/</link>
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		<title>At Last</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Spring has stopped being a tease, has given up all pretext of being coy, and has succumbed wholeheartedly to her love affair with the earth. Each petal that falls is soft as a kiss, each green-tipped branch reaches out for an embrace. Early on, there were a few glorious warm sunny days full of impossible [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/04/26/at-last/</link>
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		<title>Picking Up Chicks</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The other day I slipped on my Levis, stepped into my cowgirl boots, put on my favorite green hoodie, applied  a dab of lip gloss and brushed my hair. I was headed to town to pick up chicks. A few hills and curves behind me, I reached my destination, eased my little Honda in between [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/03/14/picking-up-chicks/</link>
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		<title>Spring is a Tease</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I know it&#8217;s still February, and by rights I shouldn&#8217;t even be thinking spring till the end of March or the beginning of April. But we&#8217;ve had a long, cold, grey winter and I know I&#8217;m not alone in my desire for sunshine and green grass. Flocks of robins have arrived, and the sandhill cranes [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/02/26/spring-is-a-tease/</link>
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		<title>All That Glitters</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Last week I took a hike with a friend to see a big hollow tree. It was the day after the power outage, and the trees were still hung with ice. The sun came out and set everything shimmering and shining and dripping. My friend is a professional photographer and seasoned hiker who prefers to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/02/10/all-that-glitters/</link>
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		<title>The Groke</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Some of my favorite stories are those of the Moomintroll family, by Tove Jansson. While most of the characters are funny, kind and relatively harmless, there is one creature that is decidedly dangerous. The Groke. She appears in winter, a big four-legged shapeless hairy thing. She is drawn to light and should she find you [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/02/04/the-groke/</link>
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		<title>Dancing in the Kitchen with Smokey</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have a confession to make, at the risk of revealing just what a crazy cat lady I am. Sometimes I dance in the kitchen with Smokey. Smokey is our big grey tuxedo cat with green eyes. He&#8217;s just as shy as I am and neither of us would be caught dead dancing in public. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/01/25/dancing-in-the-kitchen-with-smokey/</link>
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		<title>On Raspberries</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We&#8217;ve had an usually snowy, chilly winter. And like some small creature from &#8220;Wind in the Willows&#8221; I&#8217;ve burrowed deep, nesting in layers of down and wool to keep warm. My cabinets are stocked  with tea and chocolate and treasure of all treasures, raspberry jam. The ice may be thick on the pond, with the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sleepycatstudio.com/blog1/2011/01/25/on-raspberries/</link>
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