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We, too, generally stay home for holidays here, especially in summer. Between the tourists and the refugees from Anchorage going to Alaska things get pretty crowded and the traffic is horrible (for Alaska). Our flag is at the end of the driveway as the front of our house can't be seen from the road. Even our driveway isn't visible from any main roads or streets.It has seemed like the days were long, but the summer went fast, and here we are almost into September already ! This weekend , my daughter will be back home for 2 weeks, and once my son and DIL are moved out, she will be getting her stuff back out of storage and putting it in her house again. I am looking forward to seeing her !
This year, we start the month off with a holiday since the first Monday in September is also the 1st day of September.
Aside from the family part, holidays are really no different than any other day for us anymore. Our flag is always out, and we mostly stay home because of the party-people out driving around.
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"Kate Braid says she began accidentally, writing poetry because there usually weren’t any women to talk to on the job. For 15 years she worked as a carpenter, with a love of concrete buildings. Her poetry is all jobsite, all construction, all power tools and concrete bricks and fitting in."“When sawdust rolls like marbles under our boots/ on the newly sheathed roof three storeys up/ we talk of falling.”
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