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Yellow Springs News Blogs Section :: Page 14

  • Out of Something, Nothing: My Summer as a Professional Mover, part 5

    A lot of the movers had become de facto experts on home furnishings. It was hilarious to hear curse-ridden debates about the merits of one brand of easy chair versus another. Tough dudes were constantly bragging that their houses were better furnished than yours.

  • BLOG— Hungering to be known

    Astronomy is a mystery to me, but the fact that the full moon sets just behind Joe’s house — that’s easy to understand. If I were the moon, traveling alone all night, I would take my rest there, too.

  • BLOG-Behind the Mask

    We glam up and go to the Yellow Springs Montessori masquerade ball!

  • Out of Something, Nothing: My Summer as a Professional Mover, part 4

    All of the houses full of garbage, the horror of the surprise addition of an industrial-sized refrigerator to the move, almost dislocating your shoulder carrying a wardrobe up narrow stairs – the emotional impact of everything that happens on the job is intensified by the presence of your coworkers.

  • BLOG-Pop Up Breakfast

    The Neighborhood Nest provision a splendid pop-up brunch in honor of Valentine’s Day.

  • Out of Something, Nothing: My Summer as a Professional Mover, part 3

    The most commonly weird thing I encountered as a mover was a gross house…and if movers are to be believed, seduction by homeowner is par for the course. Everyone I worked with had a story about this happening on the job.

  • BLOG— Waking up to spring

    It’s still February, a strange and diffident month. It’s a little scared of its own boldness, so ducks its head, like the snowdrops, and calls down the snow.

  • BLOG-I Mustache You to Be My Valentine

    Kylo Ren is crafty, but ha! so are we.

  • Out of Something, Nothing: My Summer as a Professional Mover, part 2

    Sometimes the entire day requires moving only a few pieces of furniture and sometimes it’s a full packing-loading-driving-unpacking operation at someone’s huge mansion. My third day on the job lasted only three hours, and my longest day was at least sixteen. You wouldn’t know until you got there.

  • BLOG— Feeling more free

    Matching my gait to my thoughts (or was it the other way around?), I realized that one part of freedom was what I was experiencing right then: the removal of arbitrary constraints.

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