Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Odd Jobs
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First off, Belle was no where around when I stepped out for our morning walk. Max lay in his bed on the porch, but didn't get up like he normally would, excited at the prospect of a walk. And when I mentioned it, he just kind of whimpered. I remembered a lot of barking last…
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Young love, young bodies. Before pregnancy and childbirth and knee surgeries and varicose veins. Before car wrecks and hernias and headaches and heart stents. When there was… …enough money… …enough energy… …enough time for all of our dreams to come true. Man, how time flies! But, you know… Our love might not be young.…
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When did they first move in? I'm not sure. They always sneak in, starting out small and seemingly harmless. We've run them out before, but they always slip back in, with some new, innocent disguise, some great excuse. They didn't tag along on our honeymoon, I know that. It was probably during those years when…
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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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A snapping turtle chased Tom out here one time. We've spotted several in and around our pond at different times over the years. Snapping turtles aren't cute and slow, like Franklin the Turtle, let me tell you! They can snap off a finger in a… well, a snap! Wikipedia even uses the term "vicious" to describe…
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Just as I suspected, I spent several hours catching up on e-mails last night. (Or trying to, at least. I was behind before I even left for vacation last week.) Two of them really stood out – enough that I decided to share them here, before I start boring everyone with vacation pictures and stories.…
Long Hollow 