Candace Robb
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Slips between medieval York & the Pacific NW without warning. Writer. Owen Archer & Kate Clifford mysteries. Rep'd by @JVNLA Owned by The Maggie. Talks to trees. Reveres crows. Owls as well. Seattle Insight Meditation she/her www.candacerobbbooks.com
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Owen Archer 16, A Lion's Ransom, is up on Netgalley, ready for review!
Who stole the king's coronation gift? How many will die before Owen catches the thief & recovers the gold lion?

🔎💀📚 #historicalfiction #mystery
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"Overall, the pessimists broadly agree: it’s no longer a matter of if AI is massively overhyped, but when the whole thing comes crashing down." And it seems as if most, if not quite all data center managers are "pessimists".
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Long ago the Dalai Lama visited Seattle and told our then female gov'r that women were the hope for the future, women at the top of gov'ts, and that perhaps it was time for the Dalai Lama to return as a woman.
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Nice enough intro to the strange Brit love of the shipping forecast, but it fails to mention Carol Ann Duffy’s wonderful poem. (PS ‘Finisterre is the old name for the area now called FitzRoy in the forecast.)
Prayer

Some days, although we cannot pray, a prayer 
utters itself. So, a woman will lift
her head from the sieve of her hands and stare 
at the minims sung by a tree, a sudden gift.

Some nights, although we are faithless, the truth 
enters our hearts, that small familiar pain; 
then a man will stand stock-still, hearing his youth 
in the distant Latin chanting of a train.

Pray for us now. Grade 1 piano scales 
console the lodger looking out across 
a Midlands town. Then dusk, and someone calls 
a child's name as though they named their loss.

Darkness outside. Inside, the radio's prayer - 
Rockall. Malin. Dogger. Finisterre.


Carol Ann Duffy
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a bodhisattva 🙏☮️💙
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Little Women.
I preferred Kidnapped to Treasure Island, way better IMHO.
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Someone just read the book that comes out in January & loved it, a friend whose opinion means the world. ❤️
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My parents planted a linden near the patio when I was five. It's what I miss most from that old house--by my twenties, it was a gorgeous tree, always felt gentle. So in Lucie's apothecary garden in the Owen Archer mysteries the old linden has center stage, with a bench beneath.
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I LOVE autumn colors!
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“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” - Jim Bishop, American journalist and author (1907-1987). #photography #autumn #nature
Collage of autumn scenes featuring golden and red foliage. Images include yellow and russet maple leaves, crimson-tinged bramble leaves, golden ferns, and red viburnum berries. At the centre, a delicate spider’s web glistens, capturing the golden hues of the season.
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Yes! Magical is the word for his writing.
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I needed this reminder today. 💚
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"It's all a matter of paying attention, being awake in the present moment, and not expecting a huge payoff. The magic in this world seems to work in whispers and small kindnesses." - Charles de Lint
Photograph: Lottie, a young brown spaniel, on a path through the green and rust and golden magic of the Devon hills.
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I'd rather put a gun in my mouth may be a wee bit extreme (I'd choose starving to death) but the point is spot on.