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Category: Every Picture Tells a Story
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I was typing away at my keyboard yesterday, staring glaze-eyed at the monitor, when there came this loud ruckus outside my window. Jumping up, I spotted a roadrunner peering at me through the window. I'm still not sure what made all the noise… it was just sitting there looking all innocent on my deck railing.…
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They grow so fast, our little girls. One minute they're so small, dependent, glued to your side for protection and comfort… …the next they're letting go, passing you up, ready to face the world on their own. It makes you proud. It makes you wistful. It makes you feel so, so blessed. Happy 21st birthday…
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The only excitement I've experienced this week has been in the form of thunder and lightning. Every day, for seven days in a row now, it has rained in the Hollow. Some days we've seen more sunshine than rain, but every day at least one dark cloud passed by bestowing a blessing upon us. We're…
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I've been sitting here listening to Alabama's Greatest Hits, getting all sappy, thinking back to another Friday the 13th almost 30 years ago when I said "I do"… … and thinking even further back to that night at Gilley's just a year earlier when Alabama sang "Feels so right…" and Tom and I were the…
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I swayed on the porch swing, listening to Dave Matthews harmonize with crickets, cicadas, and two puppies breathing. I leaned back, contemplating the contrast of shadowed leaves against a dusky blue sky, noting the one early star peaking out from the eaves on my outward swing. No wind. No leaves rustling on the branches. No…
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It rained today. That makes four days in a row God has opened up dark clouds right over the Hollow, releasing the glorious gift of water hidden within. Hallelujah!! We desperately need the rain, so I won't complain about having to shut down my computer every few hours because of lightning. It's not like I…
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Cypress trees towering overhead. Harsh summer sunlight softened, transformed into a magical golden glow that bounces off the glassy surface of a creek and dances on the surrounding tree trunks. Hours to float in cold, clear water under that lofty green bower, to talk and talk and talk with friends in a busy outdoor…
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“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” ~ Declaration of Independence An armadillo shell lies on my back deck. I gave up tossing it into the woods.…
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I'll be celebrating our country's birthday today by earning a paycheck at the winery. How much more American is that? But while I'm standing there listening to music, smiling and serving customers, sweating in the summer heat and hoping for at least a glimpse of fireworks, my mind will be drifting back to Fourths of…
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I was busy with to-do's when Tom said the magic words Wednesday evening: Painted Bunting. That's all it took to get me to trade the vacuum cleaner for my camera and join him on the front porch. We sat in rocking chairs angled toward the bird feeder. For more than an hour we sat and…
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