There were no herald angels,
no star shining bright,
no shepherds, no sheep;
but the coyotes howled
early in the morn
on this day the child was born.
May there be peace in your world.
And then, just to prove me wrong on the guiding star thing…
And then this…
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Gretchen Staebler
I am a Pacific Northwest native transplanted to the southeast for 36 years. In 2012, I returned to my childhood home and fell in love with this corner of the country again. I am a grandmother, a storywriter, a teacher, an attention payer, a hiker, and a back roads wanderer. Check out my website (and my memoir) at www.gretchenstaebler.com.
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And then, just to prove me wrong on the guiding star thing…
And then this…
Writing Down the Story 
Isn’t the sky in the PNW amazing. I’m constantly boring all my friends on Facebook with another picture of the sun peeking – breaking – shining through the clouds. It feels like a further confirmation that “now we see through a glass, darkly – but then we shall see face-to-face…”
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