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Five Smooth Stones

“I don’t understand why people read fiction. It’s a waste of time; you don’t learn a thing.” That was the opening of a conversation with a co-worker that happened over forty years ago. So many years back, but how could I, a passionate devotee of fiction, forget such a...

Today is an Eight

My growing up years included school, church, Brownies, and a smattering of dance and piano lessons. All of those molded and formed me.  My life was also a mix of make-believe and magic. They, too, created the person I am today. The Wishing Tree I grew up...

We Gather Together

There are many advantages to being a woman-of-a-certain-age and having friends who share an equivalent number of decades. After the frightening  months of the pandemic, we elders were the first age group to have access to the Covid-19 vaccine. When Linda and I...

Needs Must

My light-heartedness was a welcome surprise the past couple of days. I couldn’t have guessed that two snow days in a row would seem such a blessing, but they were. Two days of unstopping, unstoppable flurries. Mostly small, hard-to-see specks of snow, sometimes...

HAPPY TALK

Optimistic, but also realistic. Hopeful, yet cautious. Upbeat, with a bit of soberness. Bold and, of course, prudent. Those are my values when I’m writing my blogs. Many people respond that my pieces lean toward the positive, and that pleases me. It’s my goal:...

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