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Trinkets, Treasures…or Trash?
We’ve been in vacation mode for a week and have decided doing what isn’t our norm is the best way to embrace this time. So we went to a flea market. No idea why calling it a name that intimates people selling bugs, but what we found was a mixture of Goodwill, garage sale and…
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What’s So Great About Freedom?
Away from home, family and friends on Independence Day, our celebration was understated. Pretty much nonexistent. Still a little under the weather, laying low seemed the best course. For us and for those poor people we’d have blessed with our germs. It gave me a chance to think about the remarkable history of why we…
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Have Shneezles, Should Not Travel
John and I’ve been waiting forever to get away alone. The previous ten months have been a jumbled collection of too much travel, multitudes of appointments, a plethora of conversations that have filled both our lives. Busy has become a way of life. Everyone’s busy these days. What we’ve done, however, is made life outside of us…
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Heat, Humidity or Humble Happiness?
It was 110 degrees when we arrived. We’re in southern California for business, and I wasn’t ready for this. Having just left the high heat and ridiculous humidity of Orlando, the Palm Springs’ sauna experience took my breath away. I went from moist with shades of green to dry with variations on brown. I saw…
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The Revolving Door Of Family
You can tell who’s around the house by what clutter is on the floor. There’s always something. Last week, we had soccer cleats, dirty socks, books and whatever paraphernalia it takes to play Fortnight. My oldest daughter and her family of eight were camping at our place while their home was being repaired. The fumes…
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