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SUNDAY, JUNE 17, 2012


Zurich, Switzerland, in the twilight. (Cheryl-Anne Millsap / Photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap)

Friday Night Around the World

(Photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap) On my last day in Switzerland, I walked around Zurich, visiting museums, wandering up and down cobblestoned streets window-shopping and trying to lock it all in my memory. I strolled along the river and over bridges, people-watching, stopping to look at...

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SUNDAY, JUNE 5, 2011

Charmed Pillows and Sweet Dreams

I brought the sheets and pillowcases in from the clothesline, stiffened by the wind and still warm from the late afternoon sun. Before I folded each piece, I buried my face in the fabric and breathed deeply. Who doesn’t love that smell? Like sunlight spun...

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SATURDAY, MAY 14, 2011

Broken Wings

Walking to an early meeting, the sharp tapping of my heels on the sidewalk ricocheting off the stone walls of the old cathedral on the corner, I looked down at my feet and I was shocked by what I saw. I’d almost stepped on two...

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SUNDAY, MARCH 27, 2011

Mozart and the Boy 

The evening’s performance is Mozart and the beautiful old Fox Theater is filled with the sweet sounds of the violin and viola. My son is in town for the weekend and has accompanied us to a night at the Symphony. Watching him from a row...

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March Flies on Chilly Wings

The car swooped down on the empty parking spot like a bird of prey, flying the length of one car, then reversing and capturing the open space with one maneuver. The driver’s door opened and a woman stepped out, taking care not to dip her...

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SUNDAY, FEB. 27, 2011

The River of Dreams

(photo by R.B. Millsap) In the dream, I rode the river like a magic carpet, floating on nothing more that a scrap of material beneath me. I lay still, relaxed, stretched out on my stomach with my hands folded under my cheek, lulled by the...

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SATURDAY, FEB. 19, 2011

Waking up to an ordinary day

I flew into my day on autopilot. I turned off the clock radio and stole an extra fifteen minutes in bed. I made a lunch for my daughter and called up the stairs to stop dawdling so we wouldn’t be late. I shoved the dogs...

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MONDAY, FEB. 14, 2011

Some years, love bites.

It looked like a child’s Valentine, a square of red construction paper glued onto a round, lacy, white paper doily. I noticed it on the floor, one edge trapped under the leg of a chair in the coffee shop. I picked it up and opened...

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Love in Plain Brown Paper

Another Valentine re-post. This one was written in 2005 during my first life as a S-R freelancer. February 14, 2005 Real love is the kind we are surrounded by every day Cheryl-anne Millsap The Spokesman-Review Chances are you’ve got love, or something like it, on...

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SATURDAY, FEB. 12, 2011

Swans wintering on Lake Michigan at Traverse City. (Cheryl-Anne Millsap / Photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap)

Valentine Swan Song 

(photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap) The wind slipped cold, cruel fingers down my collar and teased at the heavy scarf around my neck and it fluttered and danced around my face as I walked carefully down the slushy sidewalk. The afternoon sun was high and bright...

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True Love is Truly Ageless

This is a re-post of one of my favorite columns. I am always asked to read it when I have a speaking engagement. I wrote this in 2006 but I've never forgotten the feeling of standing at the window and watching the couple walk down...

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SATURDAY, FEB. 5, 2011

Handprint on the frozen walls of Alberta, Canada's Maligne Canyon. (Cheryl-Anne Millsap / Photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap)

Cave Painting in Jasper National Park

(Photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap) When we arrive at the starting point for our hike, Trevor, our Overlander Trekking guide, gives us all thick, insulated, boots and a set of cleats to strap on the soles. Checking that we have hats and gloves, he leads us...

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SATURDAY, JAN. 29, 2011

Taking in the Great Outdoors

Usually, dawn is just touching the sky when I open my eyes. Still blinking, half-lost in a fading dream, I reach over to the table beside my bed for my glasses and my camera. I stumble across the dark room and make my way to...

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SUNDAY, JAN. 23, 2011

Millsap audio columns on iTunes

As most of my regular readers know, my weekly Home Planet columns are recorded for Spokane Public Radio where they air each Sunday morning at 9:30 a.m. Each audio essay is then added to the KPBX podcasts and now those podcasts are available on iTunes....

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SATURDAY, JAN. 22, 2011

Saturday, Snow and the Happy Boy.

There are times, or so it feels to me, when our lives are fed to us the way food is stuffed into a goose to make foie gras. We don’t get a break. We’re crammed with more than we can possibly handle. There isn’t time...

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FRIDAY, JAN. 14, 2011

The shoplifter

The snow was gritty and gray and piled into oily berms at the edges of the grocery store parking lot. It was one of those nights between holidays, between snowfalls, when winter isn’t beautiful at all, just cold and dreary and difficult. I sent my...

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TUESDAY, JAN. 11, 2011

 (Cheryl-Anne Millsap / Photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap)

The Upside of Jet Lag

(Photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap) The upside of jet lag, and I suppose it takes a certain kind of optimism to even search for an upside, is that you sometimes find yourself awake and alone deep in the night. Or, at least, that’s what happens to...

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THURSDAY, DEC. 30, 2010

Start the new year on a new note

I know you’re not really in the mood to listen to your mother, but I can’t help it. I have something to say. And, since I don’t want to chase you around, texting and calling, nagging and whining into your ear, I decided to put...

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When silence falls like snow

The dog scratched at the door, asking to go outside. For days the city had been wrapped in a front of arctic air that swept down from the north and wouldn’t leave us. It was so cold that the doorknob burned against the palm of...

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WEDNESDAY, DEC. 29, 2010

Edward Hopper: Conference at Night

Bailing out of Christmas 

Driving through town, even though it wasn’t very late, the city was quiet. It was Christmas Eve and most people were already wherever they were going to be for the night. There was no traffic, the buildings downtown were dark. No one was out walking...

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WEDNESDAY, NOV. 24, 2010

The Naked Truth About Tom

Dear Ms. Millsap, Several years ago you wrote an article in the Spokesman Review about your daughter and a picture of a turkey. I thought it was very funny and I gave copies to some of my friends. I even sent one to my 82...

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TUESDAY, NOV. 16, 2010

The One Who Was

(photo of George Ohr courtesy Ohr-O'Keefe Museum) Once, over a cup of coffee, late into the evening when confidences are easily shared, a friend leaned close to me and said, “I am meant for something special. I know I am. Since I was a little...

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MONDAY, NOV. 15, 2010

 (Cheryl-Anne Millsap / Photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap)

A circle of friends and writers

(photo by Cheryl-Anne Millsap) Most Monday nights we gather together We open the door of the small building that houses the studio of an artist friend and walk into the warmth of a room filled with the all the tools and spirit of creativity. There...

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Cheryl-Anne Millsap's Home Planet column appears each week in the Wednesday "Pinch" supplement. Cheryl-Anne is a regular contributor to Spokane Public Radio and her essays can be heard on Public Radio stations across the country.