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687 Miles to Sloppy Kisses…
It’s been over a year and a half since I’ve seen my grandson Alex, who turned 3 in April. I can think of nothing I’d rather do than share the next few days with you as we get reacquainted and fall in...
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The Laddie is a Tramp
I cannot, in all honesty, say it thrilled me when I heard the kids had gotten a Trampoline. With a 12-year-old and 3-year-old on that behemoth bouncy bone breaker, I had visions of head wounds and...
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On The Road Again
It’s official…we’re on the road again. Tradin’ in ‘Ya can’t get theyah from heeyah’ for ‘Ya’ll come back now, y’hear?’ The Green Mountains of Vermont, the land of my birth…to the Blue Ridge Mountains...
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“As the Shade Spins Some More”
Grab a bowl of warm can o’ worm stew off the stove, and please make sure you only take what you can eat…there is plenty, but we want everyone to get their fair share. Yum! Oh, and there’s some...
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“As the Shade Spins Some More Still”
As we get ready to join our already-in-progress play of numb-nuts and dumb-bells. I invite you to refill your bowls. There’s a surprisingly large quantity left (what? you don’t like it?) so I’ve kept...
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“As the Shade Spins…the Hubby Loses it!”
I can’t speak to your usual customs during intermission…but I hope you’ve refreshed your spirits, refilled your bowls, settled in the comfy chair, and are anxiously awaiting the next chapter of our...
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“As the Shade Spins…When the Door Opens”
The opening of this, the last episode of As the Shade Spins, was inspired by my good friend Mimi, when she commented on the last installment “Why do I feel like this is movie material for the...
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V I S I T O R S
Voracious is his appetite For that which scurries in his sight Inside this little acre’s banks He finds the bellies, cheeks, and flanks Sees them, pounces, and devours The mouse and mole, their final...
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Ebb and Flow?
While the recent trauma-drama had not yet completely ‘drained’ from my brain, it had, at least, ‘trickled’ to a minor, albeit steady, unresolved, ‘drip’. Something akin to Chinese water torture....
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Honey, I hate to bug you…
I’ve given him space; allowed for hours of R(elaxing) and R(eclining) So, I thought I’d ask an itsy bitsy favor… (Me having a broken leg and all) He seemed willing enough… He did a good job without...
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Free Birds
Today was the first day since December 10th, that I’ve been free to walk out of my house on two feet, sans crutches, sans male nurse disguised as husband, and just dooooooooooooo! Whatever I wanted....
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Things are looking up!
First day out walking the neighborhood. Kept it short and sweet, didn’t want to overdo But… Things Are Looking Up! And… So am I But don’t miss what’s down below…shadows of Spring from the snow! Filed...
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Today
Last night saw the end of the longest running nightmare of our married life. The move to Virginia (a.k.a. As the Shade Spins) (aa.k.a. Two Thugs and a Truck) (aaa.k.a. The Snap Heard ‘Round the Block)...
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Fair Weather Friends
I have a new guy in my life. Yup. His name is Lenny and he visits me every day the sun shines. He likes to laze around, sunning himself on the porch steps while I putter in my pots. Pots, people…flower...
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Damsel Shadow
We are never alone as long as the sun shines That is what I see. What about you?Filed under: Photo Shades, Show and Tell Tagged: Blogging, Damsel Flies, Photography, Rockwood Park, Shadows, Show and...
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Adapt
We begin as seed the idea of life Aided by elements essential to thrive we become what we are meant to be In times of stress, turmoil, and destruction we adapt, if only to survive, but...
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History Beats the Heat
Want a better way to get off the street? beat the heat? spare the feet meat? Do you like impressionists? expressionists? nationalists? Are you turned on by rarities? deities? barbarities? Can you...
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Laboriously Laboring and Languidly Lingering this Loathingly Liquid Labor Day
Labor Day. The last holiday before the official end of summer. And this is a steamy one for sure. Humidity levels are through the roof so if you venture into the sun, you’ll braise…not bake :roll: It...
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Porch Poet
P inkish hues of spider’s silk O ranges, yellows, whites like milk R eds and greens in varying tints C apture the sun’s rays as they glint H ere on the mums, there on a wing P rompting retreat to shade...
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T’was the Year Before This One
T’was the Year Before This One T’was the year before this one, exactly this day They had dealings with elves Satan had sent their way Cleverly disguised as movers, those elves Had completely and...
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