Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Friendship
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… you find the paperwork for your scheduled colonoscopy mixed in with the birthday cards in your mailbox. Oh, man … I really, really dread that test. Well, not so much the test itself as the "preparation" for the test. But I can't very well spout off about eating healthy and exercising if I don't take…
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Candles flicker, casting shadows. The lights are dimmed and I sit near the back, watching the flames. It's quiet – so quiet I hear the ringing in my ears over the distant sounds of cars passing the church. I almost talked myself into just staying home. I feel so tired … what if I fall…
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Yeah, yeah, I know. Chores, lists, bills, a book, all waiting for me, starving for attention, calling my name like a bunch of squabbling kids as soon as I step through the door. I ignore them – I'm getting good at that. Actually, I think I've always been good at that. Instead, I call the…
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"Stay, Belle. I'll be home soon." She looked up at me from her cushion next to the front door, surrounded by Max's entire collection of stuffed toys, plus the ones Daniel and I brought home from our shopping trip yesterday (a fish, an abstract Santa, a lobster… we learned the hard way not to…
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It's always a shock, isn't it, when you find out your sweet, perfect child…or pet…isn't quite as sweet or perfect as you believed? Alas, we've discovered an aggressive streak in our funny, goofy-looking, sociable guinea fowl Frankie. At first, I just brushed it off when he dashed in and pecked at the back of our…
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A familiar rumbling, snorting, clanking…a glimpse of John Deere yellow through the trees…and yep, there it is, our old friend coming around the bend and up to the house. How long has it been away from home? 3 years? 5? It was a bittersweet homecoming for our beloved backhoe yesterday, though. We have plenty of…
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Bridget Shallue was just 52, barely older than I am now and already a widow, when she said goodbye to Ireland in 1852 with her grown children…chased away by the potato famine, I'm sure. If she ever returned, it isn't mentioned in the family lore. Accompanied by two daughters and two sons, Bridget arrived…
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Frankie the Guinea Fowl usually escorts me to my car every morning, then runs alongside until we reach the property line. I have no idea why; it's just what he does. For some reason, he feels this is his duty and therefore, I'm honored. This morning, however…no Frankie! I finally traced his chirps into the…
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I refuse to complain about how tired I am. I could already be in bed if I really wanted to be, but instead, I chose to upload and edit the pictures from this past weekend and then tell you all about it. It was a fabulous weekend…but an exhausting one, as well. Husband Tom and…
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When Mama's away, the boys will play! Look what I discovered in the house Friday afternoon when I got home from work … And Tom says I'm the softy in the family…
Long Hollow 