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Category Archives: memories
Ghosts in the Laundry
A storm came in the night—bright jagged lightning with thunder rumbling and crashing in response. I hugged the covers closer. Moist air gusted through my open window. It appeared in a single electric moment—a headless apparition floating by my bedroom … Continue reading
Posted in Humor, memories, nostalgia, Photography, Uncategorized
Tagged hanging laundry, home, humor, laundry, memories, nostalgia, photography, washer, wringers
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I Only Went in for Dogfood
And I really did not buy these beauties, but I strongly considered it! Aren’t they cute? They took me down memory lane. My mom used to get hundred’s of wee chicks like this at a time and raise then from … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Humor, memories, nostalgia, Photography, Thoughts, Writing
Tagged chickens, childhood memories, family, memories, nostalgia, photography, thoughts, writing
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Love is . . .
Love is a kiss, a peck, and a passion. It’s a tender touch and a vacuumed floor. It’s a bitten tongue when being right is less important than the painful memory. Love is a hug that warms to the middle, and sometimes … Continue reading
Posted in Family, memories, Photography, Poetry
Tagged family, hubby, love, photography, poerty, Valentine's Day
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A Year in Review: Only 12 Pictures–Impossible!
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The Real Fly By . . . Endeavor!
Though my hummers were not impressed, the school children certainly were. I thought I had missed my chance to see Endeavor’s last piggy back flight, but it had been delayed one hour. So all I had was my point and shoot Kodak. … Continue reading
Posted in memories, nostalgia, Photography, Thoughts
Tagged Endeavor, memories, photography, school, space shuttle, thoughts
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Pre-mug Mystery
The mystery and the magic with teacups is that even when served with cookies or fine sandwiches with white bread or even cakes with piles of frosting, the repast is nourishing and calorie free. The mystery and the magic of … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Food, memories, nostalgia, Photography, Poetry
Tagged childhood memories, family, memories, mugs, nostalgia, photography, poetry, teacups
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Remembering the Station Fire
The Station Fire in the San Gabriel Mts. near LA was the worst fire of 2009 in CA, destroying not only forest, but habitations and even the lives of two dedicated firefighters. The shameful element in it all was that … Continue reading
Posted in memories, Photography, Thoughts
Tagged arson, photography, Station Fire 2009, thoughts
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Saving the World Piece by Piece
It’s been a rather productive day today. I have gotten rid of killer asteroids, tornadoes, hurricanes, robberies, floods, funerals, and hanging chads. I dispensed with the Taliban, Y2K, LA gangs, the Iraq War, paparazzi, terrorists, airport screenings, funerals, and Supreme … Continue reading
Grandma Time
Tiny hands, but big hugs; tiny feet, but many grand places to wander. With bright thoughts and bright eyes and a will strong enough to match her energy, she makes grandma’s heart grow big, brimming my eyes with love.
Posted in Family, memories, Photography, Poetry, Thoughts
Tagged family, grandchild, grandma, photography, poetry, thoughts
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