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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/CtBRzWYUuSA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/06/oasis.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>No Money on Trees</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/UU-Q36lf0-c/no-money-on-trees.html</link><category>Money</category><category>fathers and sons</category><category>success and failures</category><category>Fear</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 19:09:16 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-5953003920609474569</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><description>A friend and I bantered the other day about the fact that what lies in our back pocket is more important than the size of what we hide in the front of our pants. We both adore women in general and...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/UU-Q36lf0-c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-money-on-trees.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>At the Bitter End it's not so bitter</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/ZAAcNL9zEN8/at-bitter-end.html</link><category>Music</category><category>Celebration</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 07:43:03 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-1925523711452425908</guid><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EIMyc_27mXk/Sh6dUn-FAGI/AAAAAAAAA7s/RX-B2SLo2yk/s72-c/001.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>With plenty of time to spare, my son and I arrived in New York City, daunted and excited by the heat, traffic and cavernous setting of the landscape. Easily, we found Bleeker Street and wandered...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/ZAAcNL9zEN8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-bitter-end.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Roads Taken</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/8MjiS32s1Kg/roads-taken.html</link><category>Life and Death</category><category>fathers and sons</category><category>parents</category><category>generations</category><category>Children</category><category>Mother and sons</category><category>Change</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 03:47:25 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-7570562230734973923</guid><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EIMyc_27mXk/ShlLL9DX82I/AAAAAAAAA7c/PlwmTYL5SaU/s72-c/003.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><description>Full of ice cream, mango and a break-a-leg bon voyage from a good friend, my son and I redstered into the sunset, on our way at last to play music in the Big City, may show at the Bitter End....&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/8MjiS32s1Kg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/05/roads-taken.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Out of the Ravine</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/-i68FHfWaEI/out-of-ravine.html</link><category>Life and Death</category><category>fathers and sons</category><category>success and failures</category><category>Perseverence</category><category>Initiations</category><category>Dreams and Expectations</category><category>Skiing</category><category>Men's work</category><category>Fear</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 20:51:37 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-737844866750695797</guid><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EIMyc_27mXk/ShVnxeCkfMI/AAAAAAAAA7E/2uVZJw0yb5g/s72-c/009.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>It is no exaggeration that people are regularly killed at Tuckerman’s Ravine on the east side of Mount Washington. A friend of mine once witnessed someone plummet inescapably downward. Two, in fact,...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/-i68FHfWaEI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-of-ravine.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Balancing, Balancing</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/_elX8jQkUyg/balancing-balancing.html</link><category>Money</category><category>Truth and Honesty</category><category>success and failures</category><category>romance</category><category>Dreams and Expectations</category><category>Midlife</category><category>love</category><category>partners</category><category>marriage</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 18:01:46 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-7256085325273462768</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>To protect the innocent, I have purposefully refrained from writing about relationship in this very public forum. My personal laundry is one thing, but the linen of others—no matter how clean it...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/_elX8jQkUyg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/05/balancing-balancing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Passing in the Aisle</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/FHAvXoxZQ4E/passing-in-aisle.html</link><category>Truth and Honesty</category><category>Abundance</category><category>Dreams and Expectations</category><category>Fear</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 08:07:22 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-1942763128217465831</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><description>This week I have several times stared at my yellow pad and left the page blank, or worse, moved on with scribbles crossed out and nothing productive to bring over to the computer or launch to this...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/FHAvXoxZQ4E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/05/passing-in-aisle.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Dancing in the Rain</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/wJ-6E4Y8GTI/dancing-in-rain.html</link><category>Music</category><category>love</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 14:36:21 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-8289030782329842330</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>A year ago, I worried that I was way over the hill and would be unable to accomplish much at this later stage of life. Most artists and writers have done their best work by midlife and coast along,...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/wJ-6E4Y8GTI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/05/dancing-in-rain.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Uncached</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/Gs24tzsfMi0/over-weekend-i-received.html</link><category>Music</category><category>Abundance</category><category>Perseverence</category><category>Dreams and Expectations</category><category>Change</category><category>partners</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 08:06:14 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-7618373087065966604</guid><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EIMyc_27mXk/SgLkvy4J9JI/AAAAAAAAA50/e4s7QSCMd0I/s72-c/Whale+Fluke" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>Over the weekend, I received an uncharacteristic phone call from the other guitarist in Cache. The night before, we had played at a private party, the very first time in front of anybody, and though...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/Gs24tzsfMi0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-weekend-i-received.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Sweating the Details</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/6VAC2lAl5QM/sweating-details.html</link><category>Spirits</category><category>Peace</category><category>Men's work</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 20:20:28 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-3089589647972876156</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><description>When I worried about how to ground the energy of this trip once returned home and buried in the daily details of living, I had not paid attention to my calendar.            The very next evening,...&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~4/6VAC2lAl5QM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://piecesofheartvt.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweating-details.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Homeward Bound</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PiecesOfHeart/~3/Tr5JWsJfOL4/homeward-bound.html</link><category>Life and Death</category><category>Truth and Honesty</category><category>Peace</category><category>Dreams and Expectations</category><category>Celebration</category><category>Change</category><category>Seasons</category><category>marriage</category><author>kip@kipdemoll.com (Kip de Moll)</author><pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 05:41:02 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-4864575677403678728</guid><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EIMyc_27mXk/SffOGWK46dI/AAAAAAAAA4c/wFudS7c6skg/s72-c/DSCF3068.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><description>With my son and two Oregon daughters, we set out on our last morning to compact as many of the varied landscapes and cultures of this large state as we could into a few hours. The day was gray and...&lt;br/&gt;
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