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Category: Enjoying Austin
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He was five, snuggled up close beside me on the loveseat for our ritual bedtime story, sucking his thumb. "Are you sure?" I asked him. "There aren't any pictures in this book. Just a lot of words." He nodded, so I opened the worn paperback and began reading… "In a hole in the…
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Confession time: My tree is still bare. Also, and much worse, I'm guilty of only haphazardly noting my sweet!s this week. The days just melted into each other. I jotted a few on random pieces of paper around the house, but most never got past the good intentions stage and the memory is gone. Why…
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If we are ever in doubt about what to do, it is a good rule to ask ourselves what we shall wish on the morrow that we had done. ~ John Lubbock It's all John Lubbock's fault that my Christmas decorations still languish in boxes piled in the middle of the living room. Instead of…
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My Uncle Bobby passed away this week. Daddy's younger brother. Like Daddy and the other men in his family, Uncle Bobby had suffered from heart and vascular problems for years, but it was a slow battle with cancer that took him away. He was a sweet man. In my heart I will always see him…
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I had finally found a daily rhythm of morning pages, photography, writing, and blogging, all balanced between dog care and house care and working out and sleeping and Breaking Bad and pastoral council duties and trying to spread the news about our upcoming high school reunion and hanging out with my hubby and helping…
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He was dirty and carried a cardboard sign ever closer to my car that said something like "Homeless Need a Job Hungry God Bless." I focused on the "hungry" and rolled down my window. My son was with me, so I felt safe. "Would you like some almonds?" I asked, holding out a snack-sized ziplock…
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Several months ago, on a slow Saturday at the winery bistro, I waited on a man and his wife. The man had a Nikon, so of course I started asking him a jillion questions and talking photography. Their son had gotten married that weekend, so I gave him my email address and he sent me…
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Nothing perks you up after a long night working a rehearsal dinner than being greeted by a bunch of kids you love, plus your grandpuppy, when your aching feet finally carry you into the house. In my case this happened Friday night, close to midnight, and the kids included my son, his fiance, her sister,…
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I've already jumped onto the Weekend Express, but I'm taking advantage of a pit stop to post my Saturday Sweet! List from the past week before I get whisked into the next one… Saturday: catching the Super Moon low on the horizon; waking to the sound of unexpected rain (Not the best capture, but…
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I would lie on the wooden floor for hours… or at least it seemed like hours… listening to my Mary Poppins soundtrack album, over and over. Asthma held my lungs hostage – each breath was a major accomplishment – so lying there listening to "Step in Time" and "Feed the Birds" was about all I…
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