Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just thinking…
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Standing in the clearing, just standing there breathing and listening to bird song and puppy scuffles, I feel them sprouting in my head, fed by the sunshine and fresh air and stillness. So many thoughts popping up… brilliant, original thoughts blossoming like beautiful flowers never before seen by anyone. I gather them into a bouquet to…
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…to say thanks for the prayers for Max. This morning he didn't just use all of his legs on our walk, but even trotted a little and played with Belle, pouncing and prancing and twirling so she couldn't bite his ankles (her favorite move.) I believe in the power of prayer and I know those…
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Saturday night Tom and I watched Riding in Cars with Boys, an old Drew Barrymore movie from 2001. I missed it in 2001, along with a lot of other movies that came out during that time, plus or minus 3 years. We were busy with kids and preparing the foundation for our house. If you're…
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Driving, daydreaming, radio playing… I'm oblivious to the music, preoccupied with my thoughts, until this line from a song breaks through their chatter: Every breath is a second chance. Later, I couldn't remember another single word from the song. I couldn't tell you who sang it or even what station I was listening to. Those…
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Today is the fifth of November. How can that be? Does anyone else feel the swoosh of time flying by? If I'm not careful, with just a blink it will be December Eve. November is full of writing challenges – novel writing, nonfiction writing, blogging… Why? Who decided this was a month to focus on writing?…
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My Friday drifted away from me. I had a tight grip on it but then next thing I knew it was gone. It was one of those impulsive days… the kind where I start one thing and in the middle veer off onto something completely different… where I get a lot of little things done…
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I've been in a quandary. A few weeks ago I was approached by Shutterfly about a Christmas card promotion. I would get 50 free cards plus be able to offer three of my readers 25 free cards each. I've always wanted to send out those beautiful photo Christmas cards, but instead, I went the frugal…
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Almost every morning for years now I've walked the same mile of rocky, caliche road, up to the bend and back. Some mornings I veer off into the woods or along the creek bed. The seasons trade places quietly; changes are subtle when you're watching every day. This morning I felt the touch of autumn…
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Last night Tom and I split a Subway sandwich for dinner, sitting on the restaurant's deck overlooking what used to be an arm of Lake Travis. Car tracks were visible, cutting right down the middle of the dry, grassy lake bed. Wanting a closer look, we headed to a nearby park, but we were distracted…
Long Hollow 