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What Are You Fishing For?
The pond behind our home is a treasure trove of amazing creatures waiting to be discovered. Or caught. The kids often fish back there, using everything from worms to hot dogs to bread for bait. (You’d be shocked at what’s attracted by wieners–they’re favorites of turtles and bass.) The fun is always in the catching.…
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We Don’t See Things The Same Way
When moving, packing becomes one of the huge challenges to accomplish–getting the essentials in boxes, sifting, decluttering, and making sure things are packed well so things will arrive in the new home in one piece. Having people volunteer to help pack is a gift. Trusting people to get things in boxes the way you’d do…
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In The Swing Of Things
The magnificent tree in our backyard has been gaining in stature and strength since it was put in as a sapling 27 years ago. It was ready to hold a swing. We bought one of those round swings which can effectively hold 660 pounds of humanity. There were seven on the swing at once, not…
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Freedom Isn’t Permission
To laugh out loud and run free without a care in the world. It’s what childhood should be. It sounds unbelievably wonderful. As a child, all I could think about was being an adult. Adults have choices. They can make their own rules and don’t get disciplined for disobeying something they disagree with. They don’t…
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A Voice From The Sewer
It was an early morning walk; the sun wasn’t fully up, and the light was dim. I walked past a sewer opening, focused on the day ahead. I heard a sound from the sewer that scared the daylights out of me. It was loud and sounded somewhat sinister. I jumped and whirled around to see…
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