Tag Archives: memories

Sit & Listen

Well, here I am, unsuccessfully sleeping – so blogging instead. Maybe once I get moved back home, sleep will come easier, but I’m not counting on it. Our medical system is completely whacked. There is no way an insurance company … Continue reading

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Rhyaden

Last Monday morning, I got a lot done. I believe it was because I was working off the high from seeing my finished book cover. The cover is awesome! I probably use the word awesome too much, but honestly folks, … Continue reading

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Happy Thanksgiving!

The wind howled like a banshee in the night. I’ve never actually seen or heard a banshee, but I imagine it would be quite the experience. I might have slept through it except I was fighting a sore throat and … Continue reading

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Memories

Sitting outside in the warm humidity of a foggy morning in Virginia, I listened to the birds, the crickets, and the wood peckers in their morning revelry. They have a beautiful habitat here. There are numerous large, very old trees … Continue reading

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The Farm

I made it out to the farm. It is nice to be here at least once during my favorite, colorful season of autumn. Some of the leaves have turned, but some have yet to let go of their chlorophyll. The … Continue reading

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Gone Forever

There are some things in life – that once gone, are gone forever. Take a moment and imagine which ones I’m thinking of. They matter. Time is one. You can’t get it back. You also can’t get back any of … Continue reading

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Memories in the Making

This quiet house business is no good. Where are my little helpers? My granddaughter has only been gone for an hour and I am looking around, wondering what she is doing. Yesterday, she sat on my lap for a half … Continue reading

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