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Birds Of A Feather Don’t Have A Clue
I was in our backyard with two of my grands, trying to distract them from parents leaving. What they can’t see can’t bother them. We headed for the pond to look for ducks. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see something with feathers hit the water. This was…
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Blame It On The Bands
It’s all because of the bands. No instruments involved. These were rain bands from post-tropical cyclone Nestor. I didn’t even know there was a cyclone Nestor. But his angry, thrashing rain made driving almost impossible. And I was just riding. My daughter and I were heading to a gathering early on Saturday. I graciously turned…
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I Am The Deer Watcher
“Let’s practice so I know you’re watching. What happens when you see a deer?” I yelled, “Deer!” And we both laughed. Sounds ridiculous. But my twin and I were driving to Wisconsin to visit our little sister; she lives in the north woods. Legitimately. It isn’t merely autumn in full bloom up there; it’s deer…
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The Hilarity Games
The competition was high; the stakes were massive. The rules of the games were being laid out with the detail required by a serious endeavor. Clarifying questions were asked so rules would be followed–no one wanted to be disqualified. Candy was at stake. It was our yearly Fun Day. Instead of deeper, more reflective…
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