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Category: Every Picture Tells a Story
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Twenty-eight years ago today, Tom and I dismissed superstition by getting married on a Friday the 13th. We were so sure of our decision, so confident of our love and our future together, that we challenged those centuries-old superstitions to a duel. Well, of course they just turned tail and ran, because they could see…
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I could hear the pump running as I walked down my driveway this morning toward the ponds; my heart dropped and my blood heated up at the same time, dreading what I would find when I rounded the curve. I was relieved to see that yesterday's flow into our pond had stopped, despite the pumping…
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They asked. We said no. They did it anyway, accompanied by giggly snide remarks in Spanish. Rudeness transcends the language barrier, did you know that? I'm sure kindness does too, but unfortunately, that's not in this story. But not by my choice. We weren't surprised they did it anyway. That's been their method all along,…
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Silence. The first few days of summer, we had conversations, but since then… now… my words drift unheard, unanswered, into the air. She sits near me… or at least she appears to be sitting there, book in hand, nose in book, but in truth, she's gone, following Ender through his futuristic world… revisiting Harry Potter……
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Last night I did something I haven't done often over the past few decades: I sang Happy Birthday to my big sister, Brenda. In person, mind you, not through the cell phone. There were presents, pizza, cake and ice cream, and most of the immediate family gathered around the kitchen table, which is about all you…
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This day has just been a repeat of the whole week, trying to cram as much in as possible. And without revealing too much (I'm saving it for another post), I'll just quote Bert in "Mary Poppins": "Wind's in the east, mist comin' in. Like something is brewin' about to begin… " That's how my…
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My friend Shari's daughter found this kitten and brought it home, knowing it would be in a safe haven until they found a home for it. Shari and her husband (despite his grumblings) are big softies when it comes to animals… But as soft as they are, they're like us… another mouth to feed is…
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A new face greeted me when I stepped out for my morning walk last week… No, we haven't adopted another puppy. She lives next door but comes over to play almost every day, joining us for walks or just hanging around while my pups eat breakfast. I don't feed her, but if she sits for…
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My brain has been scattered lately, trying to fly in too many directions at once. I end up lost; my mornings wander away from me and I feel I'm scrambling to catch up the rest of the day. I didn't realize how bad it was until two days ago – I sat down to play…
Long Hollow 