“Justin Bieber!” yelled my 9-year-old daughter to my mother over the phone. “We’re going to see him right now.”
“The Beaver?”
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Aug 10
Take It From a Pro…Do Not Go in There.
“Please don’t drink anymore coffee,” pleaded my daughter.
“If I don’t…I can’t stay awake. And then we shall perish.”
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Jul 10
What’s in a name? That which we call a tomato by any other name would smell as sweet.”
And taste as heavenly.
Every now and then I fall hopelessly in love. I’ve tumbled hard for a spider, a redbird who chirps relentlessly when I forget to fill his feeder and a squishy pair of flip flops. (The latter being a painful subject having found one recently in my pup’s mouth.)
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Jul 10
No worries, Mate. Things are good for at least a year after the expiration date.
Rain beat against the windowpane. A storm at the beach is beautiful to watch with the white dunes, swaying sea oats and churning sea. But pretty is a two hour thunderstorm. The past week, I’d spent way too much time in my bedroom watching a dripping Jim Cantore pace about in a L.L. Bean Weather Channel rain slicker. He might get in a lather about rain and wind at the beach, but try as hard as I could, it didn’t affect me the same way.
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Jun 10
Gardening 101: Never underestimate chutzpah of a weed.
Build it and they will come.
Before this summer, I didn’t know much about farming. Like how farmers get up at dawn to draw water, pick beans and whisper sweet nothings to their tomato blossoms.
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Jun 10
Summer Vacation ~ if there’s no recording, nothing can ever be proven.
Daydreaming at the computer, I wasn’t surfing the usual suspects: Twitter, Facebook or 105 ways to cook zucchini. I was looking over Orbitz and Expedia trying to find the best single occupancy rates for a week in the Turks and Caicos or for an overnight stay at the Monastery in Conyers. Continue reading →
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Jun 10
Dear Mrs. Hunter, each night Riley and I still look for your light.
Mrs. Evelyn Hunter passed on from this world. A week has gone by and it’s starting to sink in a bit. It was inevitable she leave us. We all do. Birth. Life. Death. That’s the way of things.
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May 10
Graduates, Lend me your ears and I’ll sing you a song — very off key.
Dear seniors, here’s one more class – a history lesson of sorts. You stand at the edge of a great beginning. With the best beginnings, we often learn from the past, even the history of rock music.
The Beatles – Google them.
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May 10
In Spite of My Doubts, There Sits a Nursery Full of Sprouts.
Lofton looked at me and shook his head. “You want to do what?” I wanted a garden. A big one with thriving rows of silver bells and cockle shells. Continue reading →
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May 10
Aviator Sunglasses Come in Handy in Matters of Spiritual Warfare.
I grabbed my purse last Saturday afternoon. With this simple action, Earth collided with Mars. Continue reading →
