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Funny story. Isn’t it great how many times we say that out loud when regaling our friends with tales that are… well… less than funny? Anyway, it was a busy weekend in the Varland house. We saw Iron & Wine at the Taft on Friday, shot a wedding in Bloomington,…
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This morning I sat and ate my breakfast with two windows open behind me… Ok, ok. I know that a lot of you know how much I love winter, but that seems a bit extreme even for me. Here’s the story: Back in 2014/15, I used to eat MorningStar Farm’s…
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This last year has been… well… quite a year. Often I feel conflicted about how so much joy can exist along side so much grief. In many ways the happiness and feelings of completeness have been born of great sadness and loss. It feels strange, but it’s especially humbling when…
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My dad always used to tell this story about a man who had both good and bad things happen to him. He had a good harvest of crops and the people of his village told him he had such good luck. He would reply, “Good luck, bad luck – who…
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