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A Dump By Any Other Name Still Reeks
Everybody has days where they feel a little off. Under the weather. Not quite right. Often it’s a bug of some sort–not the crawly kind, but the kind that gets in your gut and makes you feel nauseated. This is a great time of year for that. Rain, spiked temperatures, a petri dish for 24-hour…
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We Love To Hate What We Love
When I sit on my back porch early in the morning, cup of coffee in hand, I love looking out over our back yard. It’s gorgeous. We back up to a spring-fed pond that’s home to ducks and otters and the occasional water moccasin and gator. The good, the bad and the ugly, John and…
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Twist And Shout–With A Splash
In a world that, for the most part, embraces the value of cleanliness, there are two groups of people. Those who shower–the git ‘er done folks who don’t dilly dally, and the soakers–those who embrace the peace of the moment. With limited time, I value a few moments alone to think in the shower. A…
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I’ll Have My Whine Over Ice
How many ways can someone whine about something over which they have no control? I haven’t hit it yet. The number of ways must be astronomical. I have whiney on the brain. So when I recently passed a store with a sign that spoke to my crabby heart, I had to laugh. It was me.…
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Together is Better
I’ve come up north to visit my mom and sisters. Timely. Necessary. Fun. The fun part is being with my sisters. We share a lot more than DNA. As different as we are from each other ( I believed I was the adopted one even though no one in my family is adopted) we connect…
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