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	<title>Sandi Kahn Shelton</title>
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		<title>Mother Nature, it has come to my attention&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I hate to complain, but frankly, it has not been The Most Wonderful Spring Ever here in the Northeast. First of all, it dumped buckets and buckets of snow on us for the first part of it&#8211;and then, when that started to seem inappropriate even to the weather gods, it started raining and wouldn&#8217;t stop [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2011/05/21/mother-nature-it-has-come-to-my-attention/</link>
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		<title>Today we bid farewell to 1968</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I remember 1968 as a pretty good year. I went to Hawaii that summer and stayed with my grandmother. Just before I left, I had fallen in love with a guy named Steve, and he wrote me letters while I was there and signed them, &#8220;Love, Steve.&#8221; Not even &#8220;love ya,&#8221; (or worse, &#8220;luff ya,&#8221; [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2011/05/04/today-we-bid-farewell-to-1968/</link>
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		<title>My mother would have been 80 today</title>
		<description><![CDATA[You have to understand: my mother wasn&#8217;t the sort of person you could imagine ever turning eighty years old. She was blond and beautiful and so sure she&#8217;d always be young&#8211;and she was so disappointed as each sign of aging came to her: the arthritis, the wrinkles, the thinning hair, the watery eyes. I mean, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2011/04/27/my-mother-would-have-been-80-today/</link>
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		<title>When a cell phone leaves home&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[All my inanimate objects are ganging up on me again.
At this moment I have no idea where I put the GPS, the external hard drive to my computer, my favorite pair of sunglasses, my blue hoodie, the leggings I bought in New York three months ago, the spare toothbrush heads I just got for our [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2011/04/09/when-a-cell-phone-leaves-home/</link>
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		<title>What is standing between me and insanity</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Hello! I have decided to crawl out of my cave, blow the dust off this blog, and try to get back to normal.
It&#8217;s part of my spring effort, you see.
After having survived a winter here in New England that involved such new concepts as &#8220;roof rakes&#8221; and &#8220;thundersnow,&#8221; I&#8217;m afraid we are all a little [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2011/04/07/what-is-standing-between-me-and-insanity/</link>
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		<title>How do you know you&#8217;re a writer?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is no excuse for me lately. I have been writing and writing, and that means that a lot of other things have fallen away: cooking, coherent conversations, laundry, just to name a few of the really obvious ones.
The life that&#8217;s going on inside my book is the one that feels the most real lately, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2011/02/28/how-do-you-know-youre-a-writer/</link>
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		<title>Summer&#8217;s end</title>
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If there is anything better than holding a new baby and carrying TWO ice cream cones, I just don&#8217;t know what it could be. I could pretend that one of the cones is for the baby, but you probably wouldn&#8217;t fall for that.
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		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2010/10/18/summers-end/</link>
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		<title>Little Emma Charlotte is born</title>
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I think it was Melanie Wilkes who said it best, in Gone With the Wind. &#8220;Oh, I think the days that babies come are just the happiest days!&#8221; or something like that.
Melanie could be pretty sugary-sweet sometimes, but she nailed that one all right: it is the best day when a baby comes&#8211;especially if it&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2010/07/02/little-emma-charlotte-is-born/</link>
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		<title>This Too Shall Pass</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was going to write about spring and how it came early this year, and how it’s still only March yet the forsythia is in bright bloom, and the daffodils are up and waving in the sunshine. 
Except as soon as I had formulated all these thoughts, winter decided to take one last swipe at [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2010/03/28/this-too-shall-pass/</link>
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		<title>Words at Play writing workshop&#8212;on TV!</title>
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I went yesterday to Channel 8 once again, and got to talk about writing workshops with Desiree Fontaine, who is the most fun person to be interviewed by. She gets excited about everything. I think you could talk to her about the alphabet and she would make you feel as though you were piles of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandishelton.com/blog/2010/03/19/words-at-play-writing-workshopon-tv/</link>
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