Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: My Country Life
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The roar of crashing breakers on the beach. That's one of my absolute favorite sounds and, right now, it's just outside my back door. If I close my eyes and step onto my back deck, I'm instantly whisked to the balcony of a condo in Port Aransas… the sound of the waves filling the air…
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There's a tropical storm in my backyard. I thought it was just regular old rain when I woke up this morning and I was grateful it waited until the holiday weekend was over to get back to work. Then I turned on the television and a woman in a slicker suit told me it was…
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Our oldest, Tommy, and his girlfriend, Kirby, came in last night. We had a fun evening – spent some time talking on the front porch… Tom fixed fajitas… Tommy mixed up some "Red-Headed Bitch" margaritas (the mix was one of Kirby's graduation gifts) that tasted a lot like cherry sno-cones… and then we watched a…
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Gray skies. Gray thoughts. Thinking of disappointment on my walk this morning, for some reason… how people who are close to us may disappoint us – our friends, our family – but how easily and often we also disappoint them, with our words, actions, or non-actions. The government disappoints us, like our episode with the…
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I love waking up to moonlight splashing across the floor. It draws me outside, captures me in its spell and makes me late for work. Worth it, though. I finally captured the Morning Moon's photograph earlier this week; after a dozen bad shots, he took pity on me and smiled…
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It rained today. A real honest to goodness thunderstorm shook things up around here, one that erased the blue from the sky and lasted for more than just a few minutes. Deer galloped in groups across the golf courses near me and huddled under trees like they were confused yet excited about this wonderful, refreshing…
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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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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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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…
Long Hollow 