Category: At Home
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Foretellings
They sat in a half circle. They sat at her feet. When it was their turn, they stood and told their stories. They were stories of change. They were stories of disasters. They were stories of plagues. They were stories of death and they were stories of sadness. There…
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The Awakening
It was a time of change. It was the time of the Great Shift. It was the time of the Great Fall. When Roszia offered herself for the adventure, she did not realize how heart-breakingly lonely it would be. When residing in ease and grace, the concept of ‘otherness’ was…
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Creativity
I’m procrastinating this morning. Or am I just warming up and waking up before working on my novel? (Yes, I did manage to finish the first draft before our canoe adventure.) Whatever you want to call it, I’ve a mind to talk about creativity and shooting oneself in one’s foot.…
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Tupperware
I was driving down the street today heading out to Social Security (I’ll get to that in a moment) and saw a car advertising Tupperware. Do you remember Tupperware and the Parties? That was kind of fun, I thought. Everyone getting together to ooohhh and aaahhhhh over plasticy things. It…
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One More Day
Tomorrow morning, we should be on our way. And here’s my promise to you, friend reader: I will try to blog as we adventure along whenever I can, that is, if it’s a blog-worthy event. When I can’t, rest assured that I will be taking copious notes and photographs of…
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Time to Pack
Why am I up so early? I haven’t a clue. I shouldn’t be, though. It’s Sunday. It’s quiet. Peaceful. I’m tired. Yet, I am awake. Go figure…. There are 4 more days until Al and I hit the road. Time to think about packing. I checked the weather at the…
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