Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Sweet!
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Yes, we've been married for 49 "Friday the 13th"s now, starting with our wedding day. Tom is the one keeping count. This afternoon he greeted me with "Happy 49th Anniversary!" I don't know how he does it – I can barely keep track of my age these days, but it makes me feel good that…
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Well, I guess I gave it away in the title. Rain keeps flirting with us here in the Hollow. This morning the sky opened up full force – for about three seconds. But the faucet kept dripping… I felt drops on my head all during our walk. I carried an umbrella just in case the…
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Some days it's tough to think of a Sweet! and this is one of them. I'm tired. It's way past my bedtime. I've started a dozen things this evening but haven't finished a single one. I have a deadline looming. Tom's birthday is coming up and I'm not ready. Facebook is acting up on loading…
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Rumbles and growls .. pewter sky … flashes of light … puddles on glistening pavement … wet caliche … dogs cowering in the laundry room … setting sun reaching through thick clouds, painting the Hollow golden. It rained this afternoon. Sweet!
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"Nothing happens unless first we dream." ~ Carl Sanburg So true. But dreams are just seeds – they don't bloom without the right conditions and it's up to us to help them along. We have to water them. Plant them where they'll get enough sunshine. I've been prodded several times just in the past few…
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It didn't take me long to break my own Sweet! rule – I didn't post one yesterday. But I've forgiven myself and will just get back on track today with this one… Listening to soulful music sung live and loud by the Shake Russell Trio and Michael Hearne right in my own livingroom, surrounded by…
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Finding just what you've been looking for at a price you can afford on Craig's List. Tom must have realized I was never going to give up on my dream of a library. I'm sure he was just as tired of seeing dozens of boxes of books lining the downstairs walls as I was frustrated…
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Glancing up or back or out of a window just in time to see something that makes you forget what you're doing for a few moments and just sigh. Passing our French doors yesterday morning, something on the edge of my vision caught my eye. I turned just as a Great Blue Heron glided past…
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Frenzy is my word of the week, (where's my copy of Pearl Jam's song Just Breathe?) so please forgive me if this post seems a little harried and unorganized. If it jumps around a bit, it's just a reflection of my life right now, hopscotching from one project to the next in haphazard order. Tom…
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