Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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What Does It Mean To Remember?
photo courtesy of Justin Casey on Unsplash When we were young, my two sisters and I were part of Girl Scouts. It was the thing to do in our neighborhood and it kept us occupied a night a week. Back then, there was value in the pledge and promise we were taught to keep, something…
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The Fascination Of Fun
If we blew it up, we knew they’d come. We had our end-of-the-year barbecue with two monster water slides, enough candy to create cavities in multitudes of children, a plethora of food options, and fun for both adults and children. It never ceases to amaze me at how the chance to barrel down a slide…
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Tidy Up
When you choose the insanity of inviting close to one hundred people to your home for a barbecue, preparations need to be made to be able to be appropriately hospitable. There are those who might think us a tad bit unhinged by having so many folks over at the same time. We lead busy lives…
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Home Sweet Home?
He’s a dedicated construction engineer, always considering the needs of those for whom he builds. He’s creative with his methods and his medium, and he takes great pride in his innovations for his customers. His customers are small but not inconsequential. They prefer habitats that are darker and a little moist. Beck collects roly polys,…
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Puttin’ On Big Girl Shoes
I’d spent some fun time with a dear friend and her family when we all realized we each needed to head out for our next appointments. While dad and the older sister were out finding the necessary facilities, I walked to the car with mom and their youngest. When the car was opened, Abigail immediately…
Tip of My Iceberg 