Tag: enemy
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It Looked Dead
Neither my husband nor I could ever be considered gardeners. We love plants. We’re simply not focused on caring well for plants. Our kids and others have gifted us with growing green things. The growing part doesn’t always apply after a time, but we do try. We were gone for a week, and both of…
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I Don’t Do Slither
I felt it and reacted before I ever saw what it was. While mowing our backyard, near our pond, I felt something wind around my ankles, slithering slowly. My response was not slow. Hanging onto the mower with one hand, I jumped, danced and screamed. When I glanced down I saw movement in the grass…
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Done…And Just Beginning
Life exists on the other side of the writers conference. I questioned that. I went into it with fear–of failure, of rejection, of not being enough. Didn’t sleep the night before we left because of nerves. I’ve emerged from it with a sense of perspective, hope and more confident that I should write. Didn’t see…
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What’s So Special About The Sauce?
I’ve found myself in cow country a lot lately. Not the pasture, dairy farm, huge herd type of moo land. Chick-fil-A. The big kids are beyond the kid meals. Eating them only whets the appetite, never satisfies. Isley is still enamored with the play area and ice cream to focus much on real food. Ryken, at…
Tip of My Iceberg 