There are several quotes that I have elevated to ‘words to live by’ status over the years. One has been boiled down to three words that all three and... Read More
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… on arriving at electoral peace
Other than the occasional irreverent quip (or two… fine… or more), I don’t write about politics or religion here. I probably don’t write about a lot of other things... Read More
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… on bill murray’s face, another face, and cubs
I’m not a life-long Cub’s fan. But I have always loved Bill Murray’s face. I’m particularly a fan of what he did with it in the wee small hours... Read More
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… on my-byself, but not
This morning I tumbled out of bed, nearly literally. All my-byself. It was early, and JoHn has been away for an unexpectedly long time helping Number One Son Sam... Read More
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… on a dark and stormy story
I belong to a creative group on Facebook – The Crazy Ones. Folks who create in all sorts of ways – writing, photography, cookies (yep!), fabric, digital collage, animation,... Read More
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… on an opening
One of the most fascinating aspects of humans being is the fact that we dance in not just one, but a garden of emotions and perceptions in each and... Read More
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… on the best laid plans
The other night Blaze, Marshal, and I arrived in Maine and I was very excited about it. I had to be here for the arrival, early the next morning,... Read More
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… on the dark side of a photo shoot
When I started writing here, I knew that – even though I might want to write about the people in my life sometimes – I didn’t want to invade their privacy and... Read More
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… on a job well done
Blaze is not a silly dog for just anyone. She is not a Lab or a Golden Retriever in a ShepHerd’s body. After all, she is royalty, and has... Read More
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… on an anchor
By this time, in mid-October-years-past, I would have had The Disposable Shack* decorated to the nines. What is ‘decorated to the nines’? That number seems rather random. Screw it. Being an admirer... Read More
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… on fall blooms
If called upon, I’ll bloom in fall Amongst the hips and leaves That have drifted, fallen all round In the chilled October breeze I’ll gather strength, and blossom... Read More
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… on breaking my kids
Dear Kids, There is no easy way to say this so I’ll just come out with it. You’re broken. Yep, you two Jack. Even though you’re just a half... Read More