Author: daylerogers
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The Rest of….What?
I’ve always been fascinated by how children are able to turn off completely when they sleep. They rest when they need it. Once down, they rarely get up. (Their bladders have not yet experienced the challenge of age and limited capacity.) It might take awhile for them to get there. My daughter Heather didn’t want…
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Signs Are Not Suggestions
I don’t always pay attention to signs. Often I assume I know what they’ve said. Or in my little world I don’t really care what they say. At the moment anyway. Every now and then one grabs my attention. Certain words tend to jump out and grab you, whether you’re really paying attention or not.…
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Nothing Says Love Like Nail Polish
It had been a really long day. We’d been up to the mountains, climbing around big rocks, crossing a waterfall. Scrabbling, scrambling, scaling the heights. We drove through the seasons. We began in the sun, graduated to rain, and the higher we got, the lower the temperature dropped. And then the hail. Everyone loved it.…
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Accessorize With Fun And Flair
My daughter Melody is a fashionista. She was one before the word came into vogue. I think she came into this world questioning how to accessorize her newborn onesies. She has fashion taste. I have none. She delights in putting outfits together. I wear what’s comfortable. She knows how to accessorize. I’m lucky to spell the…
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The Every Day Journey
We had an incredible opportunity to spend time at a cabin in the Rockies over the weekend. A day trip highlighted by fun with friends and fabulous food. Contemplative conversations. And outstanding outdoor observations. (I’m fueled by too much caffeine. I can’t help the alliteration.) Just being in the mountains is enough to lift my…
Tip of My Iceberg 