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Category: Favorite Photo Fridays
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1. I kept forgetting today was Friday. It just felt like a Saturday. Does that happen to you?Okay, now I'll get on with the update… 2. For the first time in two or three years, my crape myrtles are sprouting buds. Except for snapping this photo, I'm trying to ignore them. I get this…
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1. Our property is dotted with small iron crosses, marking the resting places of so many precious furry or feathered or scaly loved ones we've been blessed to know. I miss them all. The one above is Charly's and Frankie's. 2. I will never get rich monetarily through my blog, but the…
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"By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer." - Helen Hunt Jackson, September, 1830-1885 Wednesday night, alone on the Bistro patio after a special banquet, I bent over to un-velcro a small cushion from one of the metal chairs. Triple digit heat had given…
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In the soft gloom of an autumnal day, When summer gathers up her robes of glory, And, like a dream of beauty, glides away. ~Sarah Helen WhitmanAmerican poet, 19th century Summer has slipped quietly away, packing her triple digit robes of glory and heading south, I guess. Autumn now greets me these mornings, wrapping…
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1. Rain on my windshield! Before heading to Houston yesterday, I swung downtown to drop some things off for TG on campus, and I heard an unusual sound… raindrops on my car! And then it actually rained on me all the way to Smithville or LaGrange. It wasn't enough to wash the dust from…
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My excuse for not doing laundry… Who wants to do laundry with two big stinky shedding dogs sprawled across the laundry room floor? This is where they spend much of their time these days (and part of the nights – it doesn't cool down quickly!) I swept up enough dog hair off that floor the…
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Have I mentioned it's hot? I don't even know how many triple digit days we've had now. Heck, I can't even remember when the high was less than 105! But then, heat makes your brain fuzzy. Even at dusk, when the puppies and I venture out for another walk, it feels like we're roasting in…
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Thank you to everyone who said a prayer, crossed their fingers or in some way tried to steer Tropical Storm Don more to the north, providing us with a better chance of rain to ease this drought. However, I just saw this post by my weatherman on Facebook… Dear Don,Thanks for nothing.Sincerely,Central Texas.p.s. Emily…we're counting…
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This is the book that was the beginning of the end. Each evening for years and years, Daniel, TG and I would huddle around a book on the couch, taking the adventure together, a chapter at a time. I would read out loud, relishing the warmth of my two little ones cuddled up against me.…
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