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Waiting… for the thaw

“Everywhere in nature we are taught the lessons of patience and waiting. We want things a long time before we get them, and the fact that we want them a long time makes them all the more precious when they come.”

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I know you hear me, but are you LISTENING?

  I have Chronic Lyme Disease (excuse me… Post-treatment Lyme Disease Syndrome).  Whether this “syndrome” is actually caused by a recurrent infection of the Lyme Disease bacteria and its co-infections or by lingering symptoms that are the result of residual damage to tissues and the immune system that occurred during the infection, really doesn’t matter…

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Nobody wants a bee-hind full of nettles 

Over the years, the old-timer-up-the-road has given me a lots of advice… albeit, mostly ridiculous advice, but advice nonetheless. “Never get involved with the mafia,” he whispered to me one day in the barn, peeking over the back of a cow.  “Whaaaaat?” I replied incredulously, as my eyes rolled around a little.  “Hush, girly,” was…

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Shamrock

For ’tis green, green, green, where the ruined towers are gray, And it’s green, green, green, all the happy night and day; Green of leaf and green of sod, green of ivy on the wall, And the blessed Irish shamrock with the fairest green of all. ~Mary Elizabeth Blake

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SNOWmageddon and the last loaf of bread

STELLAAAA! STELLLLLAAAAAAA!! The afternoon before the storm, the local forecast had people whipped into a frenzy. Schools closed, businesses shut down and the governor declared a state of emergency in anticipation of Stella. All this sent hoards of preppers to the grocery store for the customary storm supplies: milk and bread.  I, however, thought that…

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Peacock paranoia

I was making my way down a dusty back road, minding my own business, when I was startled by an Unknown Flying Object that swooped down across the hood of my SUV. I hit the brakes, came to a stop and threw the vehicle in park. “Holy sh*t, was that a dog?” I blurted out…

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What the h*ll, frog?!?

This is a frog… clinging to the glass of the storm door… about eight feet off the ground.  Against the odds, he survived two curious Australian Shepherds, the constant opening and closing of the door and several red-tailed hawks.  He hung around all day and into the night, slowly making his way up higher and…

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Gelato, how do I love thee?

Being a mom comes with those inevitable consequences, like that 10 lbs of “baby weight” that you still have 20 years after giving birth. Or, everything that you own gradually becoming the property of others. Not remembering your real name because all you ever hear is mom, Maaahhm, mom-mom-mom, mommy, MOMMMMMMM  or my personal favorite,…

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I’m gonna ring that groundhog’s neck

We’ve had a relatively mild winter here in my neck of the woods.  That was until that pompous groundhog just HAD to put his two cents in and muck up the weather pattern.  No sooner did he see his shadow last Thursday, then the snow started to fall, finally culminating today with another 12 inches.…

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We have a situation

I’ve been sidelined with a nasty sinus infection since New Year’s Eve.  Yesterday, I finally got a little spring back into my step and was able to do some grocery shopping and run a few errands. However, that was enough to exhaust my entire body.  Achy and tired, I thought I’d take a nice soak…

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Snowstorm

Branches on the evergreens, are dressed in snowy white, as soft the moonlight sparkles, on this blanket of the night. Delicate, untouched and pure, is found the ground below, as gentle moonbeams glimmer, on the freshly fallen snow. -Pamela Joyce Randolph