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Category: Every Picture Tells a Story
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Frenzy is my word of the week, (where's my copy of Pearl Jam's song Just Breathe?) so please forgive me if this post seems a little harried and unorganized. If it jumps around a bit, it's just a reflection of my life right now, hopscotching from one project to the next in haphazard order. Tom…
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On a summer morning in 1981, I stumbled up the stairs and into my condo after a twelve-hour night shift, turned on the television, plopped on the floor, and watched the fairy-tale wedding of Diana and Charles. Despite the cynicism of my 22 years, I guess I believed in the fairy-tale, and must have…
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"You have a daughter? I just remember the two boys!" "Yep. I had her in '91. What year did you leave?" "'90." "Well, that explains it then. Here's her picture…" "Yeah, I saw it. She looks just like you. You don't look like you, but she does!" When Ken first met me, I was 19.…
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I stepped out this morning to a world, well, not quite washed clean, but at least refreshed. Sometime during the night or this morning, it rained, leaving this puddle full of reflection on the porch like a mysterious gift. The rain settled the dust and I'm trying hard to do likewise with my thoughts that…
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I watched her glide from one end of the hollow to the other, riding the gusty wind currents like a surfer rides a wave, shifting ever so slightly to stay in the drift. She went all the way from my left to my far right without a single flap of her wings. Beautiful. I don't…
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"At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us." ~ Albert Schweitzer My friend Jillsy sent this to me last week – my prize for contributing the most…
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Today is my birthday. Can you guess how old I am? Yep, that's right. All of them. The great thing about getting older is you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been. – Madeleine L’Engle Isn't it funny how you stay pretty much the same on the inside while the outside changes so much? …
Long Hollow 