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To Create Or Not To Create
I’m not, by gifting, a crafty person. As in making crafts, not the indirect, deceitful kind. Though I do have my days. Creating with friends, however, is another story. Our group from work had a bonding time one afternoon when we spent time making boards, trays, and a variety of other things out of wood.…
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I’ll Be Dog Gone
I drive by a dog park every day I go into the office. Some days it sits empty. Other days, the canine ruckus is quite entertaining. We have family members down the street who own two dogs. They’re sizeable; one is a labrador retriever, and the other is an Australian shepherd. Both enjoy running fast…
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Being Stuck Is Hard
I forget to collect the mail on occasion. Most things that come through the mail are ads, unasked-for periodicals, and pleas to vote for certain people. It’s that season. While John’s been gone, I didn’t bother to go to the mailbox down the street. Too many times on returning home from work it was pouring…
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Questionable Comrades
Beck was asked by his mom if he’d let her wipe his nose to get rid of the boogers hiding in there. “My booger wants to stay in there. He’s my buddy, and he wants to sleep in there.” Beck makes friends easily. His warmth and humor lead him to talk to anyone he passes.…
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Curiouser And Curiouser
At a time when curiosity appears to be waning, when all people want to do is “follow” the next major influencer rather than come up with new ideas on their own, Isley has an interest in that which is unexpected. At twelve, she has become a Renaissance woman in her own right. I called her…
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