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Saluda Notes - Bonnie Bardos

Saluda could stand to take notes on wabi sabi

Year after year after year I have come to love slowly how old houses hold themselves— before November’s drizzled rain or the refreshing light of ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Thursday, September 12, 2013 10:57 pm

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Paying in end for trying to save a buck

“This afternoon was the colour of water falling through sunlight;  The trees glittered with the tumbling of leaves;  The sidewalks shone like alleys of dropped ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Friday, September 6, 2013 9:40 am

Saluda Notes - Bonnie Bardos

Another Saluda treasure to be missed

We have lost yet another Saluda Treasure, one of our dwindling old-timers this past week. Horace Pace was a Saluda native who was a huge ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Thursday, August 29, 2013 5:56 pm

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Garbage and hugs all around

“It is raining and you can hear the pattern of the drops. You can hear it with your ears, or you can hear it out ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Friday, August 23, 2013 9:22 am

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It’s nice to live where your word and hugs still count

“Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Friday, August 16, 2013 10:45 am

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A feeling of change in the air

Shirtsleeved afternoons turn toward leather as the trees blush, scatter a last few bright, weary wisps across the great bruised heart of the South. The ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Friday, August 2, 2013 8:44 am

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Bright spots among soggy summer

The oriole sings in the greening grove As if he were half-way waiting, The rosebuds peep from their hoods of green, Timid and hesitating. The ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Friday, July 26, 2013 9:06 am

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Small town Saluda: where you can still borrow a can opener

Sometimes, when a bird cries out, Or the wind sweeps through a tree, Or a dog howls in a far off farm, I hold still ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Friday, July 19, 2013 9:28 am

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Saluda summers are all about family of all kinds

“Wildflowers lift  faces wide with light — full moons  risen in a constellation of grass.”  – Paulann Petersen, Poet Laureate of Oregon Despite rain showers ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Friday, July 12, 2013 3:44 pm

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A bruised beauty grabs Saluda attention

“Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.” – Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets It’s hard to ... Read more

by Bonnie Bardos, Friday, June 28, 2013 10:27 am

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