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Aha!
One of the earliest lessons I was inadvertently taught was that the truth can be flexible. I learned it in the first grade when I was unceremoniously plucked from the line of first graders walking home for lunch from school. I was made to… Continue Reading “Aha!”
Ah yes, I Remember it Well
Most of us have more time on our hands now than we’ve had in a long time. My mind has enjoyed a few trips down Memory Lane. It might be out of boredom or just what aging minds like to do when there’s nothing… Continue Reading “Ah yes, I Remember it Well”
inspiration, where hast thou gone?
My eyes lazily take in the dull scene before me. I’m in my bedroom, surveying the contents on two tables. The items on each table are nice enough, some useful, a few decorative. They just looked listless, the way I’ve been feeling. Am I… Continue Reading “inspiration, where hast thou gone?”
One Journey Ends, Another Begins
I awakened from my sleeping pill slumber as we were an hour out of LA. Relief that the long flight was nearly over flooded my consciousness. Awareness dawned that I hadn’t eaten dinner or breakfast, falling asleep early in the flight and blessedly remaining… Continue Reading “One Journey Ends, Another Begins”
Market Fun
I have been a fan of flea markets since adulthood provided me with an income and desire to check them out. I learned my way around them in New England, where their presence is a regular weekend activity in rural Mass. The Mother of… Continue Reading “Market Fun”