Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Worth Quoting
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I spent two days witnessing love and friendship poured back upon a family mourning a husband, father, son, brother, uncle. A whole community grieved over the loss of one man, joined by family and friends who had traveled thousands of miles to pay their respects, impressing upon me visually what an amazing difference one man…
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…Love is being greeted at the door by Brooks and Dunne singing "Still in Love With You" and the smell of grilled steaks and baked potatoes. (Love is leaving a cd of Country Love Songs on the table beside a mushy card and heart-shaped box of "Wild About Reese's" peanut butter cups for him to find when…
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I decided to be prompt with this week's post for Prompt Me! Wednesday, hosted by Jill at Jillsy Girl, although even as I'm typing this, I have no idea what my post will ultimately say. Don't get me wrong… I've been pondering this one for several days already. What stumps me is trying to decide…
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What do you say when you hear a friend has died? What can you say? How do you dare mourn, or express your own sadness, knowing there's a wife, children, mother, sisters, nieces and more, tied by blood and longer memories than you have to your friend, whose pain you know has got to be…
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Do you remember the photo above from way back in the fall, before my camera smacked the concrete and all I had for weeks was my zoom lens with which to capture images of Long Hollow? Well, last weekend, if you remember, my fabulous "I-can-fix-anything" husband fixed said broken lens, the one that allowed…
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"…Ooh, that smell! The smell of death surrounds you…" ~ Lynyrd Skynyrd It punched me in the nose this morning, just as I stepped out the door and Belle jumped on me. I knew that smell. I've lived in the country for a few years now, with country dogs. Country dogs like dead things. Did…
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Do you know anything about Blue Monday? Supposedly the third Monday of January is supposed to be the most depressing day of the year. I read a little blurb about it today – this is the third Monday of January, by the way – and I don't know if it was the power of suggestion,…
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"For Sale", the new sign says, and oh my gosh, why haven't I finished my book and become a millionaire yet so I could buy this property? It's posted in front of 'the park', one of our favorite walk destinations, and, yes, I did snap a photo of the sign for some strange reason, but no,…
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