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Continue reading →: The Carnival Comes to Town
Every year in the early summer, right after the end of school and just before the Fourth of July, regular as clockwork, the carnival came to our little town. About a week before its arrival, the signs went up on telephone poles, in the laundromats and on grocery store bulletin…
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Continue reading →: Ars Gratia Artis
A friend of mine who is an artist stopped painting last year after he realized he was repeating himself in terms of technique, subject matter and approach. A few weeks ago we visited a local museum together in an attempt to jump start his creative engine. It may be months…
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Continue reading →: Live Long & Prosper
I was looking at my hands the other day and noticed how arthritis has affected the shape and direction of my fingers. Long-term inflammation has freed them from the configuration of conventional finger appearance and allowed each one to wander off in its own direction thereby achieving an individuality and…
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Continue reading →: JUST WHISTLE
“Rich men never whistle, poor men always do.“ Stephen Elkins One day I discovered that I had lost my whistle. It happened just as my dog, Cassie, and I were rounding the corner and coming down the home stretch. Cassie had stopped to investigate the wonderful smells emanating from a…
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Continue reading →: Lilies of the Field
“Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these…. Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink?…
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Continue reading →: In the Stacks
She started talking to me while I was browsing in the recorded books section of the library. Of middle height, small boned and lean, her sharp pixie face was framed by short brown hair. She looked to be in her 50’s or maybe early 60’s – like most of the…
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Continue reading →: Tomorrow?
We’re always hearing about letting go of the past. We must forgive and forget. Learn our lesson and move on. But we don’t hear much about letting go of the future. In fact, we constantly hear how to change it, direct it and create the future we want by intention,…
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Continue reading →: HENRIETTA FLIES THE COOP
“Lay more eggs!” said the Farmer. “These eggs are too small!” said the Farmer’s Wife. “Get back on your nest!” crowed the Rooster. Henritta Hen had spent the whole summer sitting in the chicken coop of a New Jersey farm. She was sick and tired of laying eggs day after…
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Continue reading →: Memorial Morn
I go to the park early this Memorial mornand hear words hanging from the treesand glimpse them hiding under the bushesand see them basking in the sun. What questions do they bring? The man with the white legs and swinging canestrides forward along the path that leads to the pondwhere…
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Continue reading →: The Great Silence
Many years ago, my younger son, his wife and I traveled from northern California to Yosemite to meet up with my older son and his family for a weekend vacation. We left Sacramento going east and crossed over the Sierras near Lake Tahoe. The road twisted and turned, and no…
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I’m Marie
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