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The Year and the Rainbow

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The Year and the Rainbow

Journal notes for December 2025 aligned to the matching poem and image from that month.

The Fleeting Arc Paired Poem The Fleeting Arc
When the Year Became Legible

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When the Year Became Legible

November 2025 — quiet, low light, the year finally sitting still long enough to show me what it added up to. The apartment feeling like home at last, and December already offering something worth looking forward to.

Tell Me the Darkness Paired Poem Tell Me the Darkness
Making a Home Slowly

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Making a Home Slowly

The U-Haul was August. September was the part that comes after — settling in, figuring out the couch placement, and the Land Ladies making sure it all felt like landing somewhere instead of just stopping.

Shards of Serenity Paired Poem Shards of Serenity
What Stillness Asked of Me

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What Stillness Asked of Me

A quiet September at home — the kind of stillness that asks the questions you've been too busy to hear. Real life at a human scale, an ordinary afternoon with Rose, and the slower work of getting things right.

Apology Paired Poem Apology
Maine, and the Kindness of Chosen Family

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Maine, and the Kindness of Chosen Family

First trip to Maine with my sister, to visit Tish and Dave — people we'd known a matter of hours before saying yes. A risk that became one of the best decisions I've made and an introduction to the Land Ladies, who welcomed me in despite the gender policy. Unanimous vote, apparently.

Jars of Dawn Paired Poem Jars of Dawn
The Long Exhale After Peru

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The Long Exhale After Peru

After Peru and Book 2, July was the long exhale — home in Santa Fe for monsoon season, watching the storms come in, and letting the land do its thing while I recovered from finishing something.

The Joy to Live Paired Poem The Joy to Live
A Birthday on Another Continent

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A Birthday on Another Continent

Sister's 60th birthday: overnight flights, German cobblestones, Amsterdam canal light, Brussels chocolate, and finally Bruges — which earned every superlative I have and a few I had to invent.

A World Embraced by Love Paired Poem A World Embraced by Love