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  • It’s All In The Technique

    I’m not very artistic. Painting has never been my forte. Apart from turning out truly inspirational finger paintings when I was little, I don’t believe anything I’ve ever attempted to portray with a brush has even been recognizable. My dear husband is equally not gifted. Possibly even more not gifted than me. Yet we willingly…

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    March 24, 2014
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    create, diversity, God, hydrangeas, painting, passion, story
  • When What You Hear Isn’t What You Expect

    I couldn’t sleep, so I was up early. The house was enveloped in quiet. Calm. I grabbed a blanket and decided to sit on the porch. The quiet didn’t extend to the outside. There were no other people awake that I could see. The darkness was warmed by a full moon that wouldn’t be shuttered.…

    daylerogers

    March 20, 2014
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    birds, cacophony, darkness, full moon, God, listen, passion, quiet, to do lists
  • Home Is Where It Gets Really Crazy

    Spring break has come to an end for daughter Debbie. It’s gone too fast. Again. She’s back in Tennessee. The land of clouds and gray. Leaving the sunshine state wasn’t her preference. Especially since going back is all about her academic pursuits. She’s pretty perturbed with that pursuit. Thank goodness she’s almost done. A break…

    daylerogers

    March 17, 2014
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    family, Jesus.betrayal, refuge, rest, sanctuary, spring break
  • Absolutely–What?

    My daughter’s in-laws were down for a visit (two very fun people who broke all those in-law molds), and ideas were flying as to what Florida experience they could enjoy. They came up with an airboat ride. These boats have super powers. They’re able to go over swampy rivers/land without getting bogged down. They’re able…

    daylerogers

    March 13, 2014
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    absolutes, air boats, alligator, change, disappointment, Jesus, unchangeable
  • When Birds Of A Feather Flock–With Attitude

    There are these raucously loud birds, native to much of the U.S., which have found sanctuary in our back yard. I’ve discovered they’re also native to extreme northeastern Siberia. That right there should have told me something about the species. To survive there, they’d have to have a lot of moxie with some tenacity thrown…

    daylerogers

    March 10, 2014
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    babies, birds, fathers, obnoxious and loud, parenting, providing, sandhill cranes
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