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Embracing little things as Big days loom

Solidly dark. Too early for light. The neighbors' garage door creaks open, groaning, pulling itself upright and gaping, until it stops with a click and silence pushes back. I fall deeply asleep again. Then, ice cracks and pops under the slow roll of ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  20 Nov 2009

Related Topics: Hanukkah

The color of peace is a fleeting thing

Six a.m. on a Saturday, an ungodly hour unless you're an optimist, and I'm not at 6 a.m. Newspapers confetti-dot the driveway, their plastic wrappers frost-slick. The yakking and squealing of high and balanced morning birds' acrobating at the tippy-top ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  13 Nov 2009

Turbidity of teen years taking hold

Editor's note: Natalie Costanza-Chavez's Grace Notes column that appeared in the Arts & Entertainment section Sunday was missing several paragraphs. Here is the column in its entirety. A kelp forest grows in my living room; for Colorado, this is ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  9 Nov 2009

A kelp forest grows in my living room

A kelp forest grows in my living room; for Colorado, this is probably unprecedented. Some readers may remember that several years ago, I had an octopus living in the house, and that, too, was stunning. But, this new occurrence is even more turbid than ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  6 Nov 2009

Costanza-Chavez: Out of broken potenial, maybe emerges

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From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  30 Oct 2009

Raptor center needs help and our thanks

White Legs finally gave up the ghost. She died inside the critical care room, warm and dry during a cold, early Colorado sleet storm. The first time I saw her, my son and I were new volunteers at the Rocky Mountain Raptor Program. We breathed in the ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  23 Oct 2009

Talk, don't play the You're an Idiot! game

You're standing on a street in downtown Philadelphia. It's so cold you're wearing your lemon-face — scrunched, puckery, pained. People are waddling by on the sidewalk huddle-bodied, eyes on feet, trying not to slip. You look up — you're the only one ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  16 Oct 2009

It's impossible to gloss over the crime of rape

I know a girl who got in a fight with her boyfriend and walked around her block to calm down. Hours later, he went looking for her; she was under a bush, whimpering, naked and almost dead. She'd been taken, raped, beaten, tortured and then dumped back ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  10 Oct 2009

Related Topics: Whoopi Goldberg,  Roman Polanski

Most people are good, with a few exceptions

The day started simply enough. We woke too early and dealt ourselves out, one boy to middle school, one to high school, one husband at work across town, and me at work here under a sunny lamp, with a dog so deeply asleep even her ear had stopped ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  2 Oct 2009

Slow down, breathe, enjoy the season

It's coming and this year I'm trying not to let it take my feet out from under me. If you've ever been knocked backward by a strong and sudden wave, you know what I mean. One minute you're walking along the beach, shiny stones here and there like ...

From NATALIE COSTANZA-CHAVEZ, Denver Post,  25 Sep 2009

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