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Ho ho oh…

You’d think that I would have plenty of options. After all, I love taking pictures. It seems like it would be a given that I would have photos of the four of us (and maybe a few with four-legged friends … Continue reading

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Going on a bear hunt

Say it along with me now… Going on a bear hunt. (Going on a bear hunt.) Gonna catch a bear. (Gonna catch a bear.) Got my gun. Got my my monster truck. Got my Amish friends. Let’s go. *** The … Continue reading

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Couldn’t have said it better myself

I usually clean out the girls’ backpacks at the end of the school week to make sure I don’t miss anything important or leave a pb&j sandwich in the bottom for three days. Trust me when I say that isn’t … Continue reading

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Still learning

He came back from Colorado over two weeks ago and soon afterwards four canvas tarps were hanging on our back fence. No explanation from the Country Boy, so I did what comes naturally – tried to figure it out for myself. Maybe … Continue reading

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What happens on a long walk on a windy day

Riley has been loving life lately. I picked up an audio book the last time I was at the library, so our walks together have been much longer lately as I became more absorbed in my book. He doesn’t mind … Continue reading

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And a good morning to you, too

I love presents. Really, who wouldn’t love to get a present? An unexpected little something from someone you love. A way to know that you were in the thoughts of someone else. Presents. Lovely presents. Feel good mementos and doodads. … Continue reading

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Morning Fog

FOG by: Carl Sandburg (1878-1967)   The fog comes on little cat feet.   It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. *** It was a quiet weekend. The Country Boy has turned into … Continue reading

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