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Good Morning
Hug randomly. Stand by the ones you love. Hide beneath a rose. Share a smile by stretching it ten miles or more. Today is everything. Photo: Two flowers in a…
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Some like it Hot, I Like it French
Her style was over the top sweet, nearly sugary. Never subtle. Some might say flowery, yes flowers on everything, and certainly pink with splashes of gold. Her world was a…
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A Boy’s Love
As many of you know my French husband loves to do wild things. He loves to dangle like a worm from cliffs, gets a thrill out of speleology, (dropping 300+…
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I have been asked…”Don’t you miss your husband?”
Yes, I do, I do, I do.
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Small Things
Small Things… the weave on a basket, the knots behind a tapestry, the dust bunny’s graceful dance when one walks by. Small Feat… the first…
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Running with the Bull
My brother was 4 and I was 6 when we went out to the field, behind my Father’s barn, to tease the bull. The bull was one mean machine with…
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Loving Spoonfuls
…Opening the drawer in my Mother’s kitchen, I found the measuring spoons that have added a little of…
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Hummingbird
Sitting still sat the hummingbird. The seconds added slowly, I grabbed my camera anxiously, not wanting to miss it. Calmly and well poised on the…
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Faith
Faith is knowing that there is light on the other side of darkness. photo: A curtain made out of a vintage tablecloth.
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Sunshine, Starlight.
The setting sun dressed up like a star. I opened up my arms, as wide as the rays and proclaimed, "You are, you are,…
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