Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Critters
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Bonfire sparks drifted up to the sky where clouds parted like curtains and stars crowded the stage, accompanied by the singing creek beside us. No moon softened the darkness – the pitch wall of night rose just beyond the reach of the firelight. There was a time not too long ago when I would have…
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Winter remembered us here in Austin this weekend. Right after lunch today, I headed up the pathway to my car, loaded down with jewelry, catalogs and order forms for a Silpada party at my friend Darla's house. Raindrops speckled the stones, but only one or two drops hit my head before the rain turned to…
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Monday morning my head was floating somewhere in the clouds when the dogs and I climbed the path to the little pond in the hills. Belle seemed excited about something, rushing to the top of the path. That brought me down to earth in time to ready my camera and snap this… …before…
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Oh my gosh, I did! Thank you, Squirrel! I can’t believe in my list of important ‘F’ words, I forgot one of the most important ones: FUN!. It wouldn’t be much of a year without that one, would it? So, let’s recap… (from my previous post…) In 2012, I’m going to put up Fences to structure my time… I’m…
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…to say thanks for the prayers for Max. This morning he didn't just use all of his legs on our walk, but even trotted a little and played with Belle, pouncing and prancing and twirling so she couldn't bite his ankles (her favorite move.) I believe in the power of prayer and I know those…
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A splash of light from my iPhone guided me through the dark to my car last night. The wedding guests were long gone and only one light glowed in the winery Bistro behind me. Pausing in a clearing, I gazed up at the stars crowded around a sliver of moon. My frosty breath rose to greet…
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The world is a much smaller place than it used to be for me, thanks to blogging. I've connected with amazing people in so many different countries. Through one of them - Joan at God's Little People – I've become aware of the overabundance of stray cats in Greece. Joan is devoted to rescuing them,…
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There I was, walking along with my puppies on our dirt road yesterday morning, the sun just barely peeking into the Hollow, when suddenly Max and Belle caught a whiff of something exciting and took off in a full run. I thought they would stop after a few yards as they usually do, but to…
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Belle's silhouette, a blacker black than the pre-dawn darkness, drew me through the French doors and out onto the deck this morning, but the golden orb resting on a nest of treetops just over the deck railing is what sent me scrambling back inside for my camera. I snapped before making the right adjustments, just…
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…Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you… I loved you so – ‘twas Heaven here with you. ~Isla Paschal…
Long Hollow 