Tag Archives: nostalgia

I Was Once a Thief

I was once a thief, deliberate, conniving, and unrepentant. Sort of. I got twenty-five cents for a weekly allowance, and it was the good old days when that kind of coin really meant something. Well, . . . not really. … Continue reading

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Angel in the Rough

She was an angel, I think, if angels can be plain, rough, and all crisp around the edges, dressed in hygienic blue. I had read all the La Leche books; and so as it pertained to breastfeeding, I was good … Continue reading

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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

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Just in case you didn’t believe my chicken story . . .

Here is proof positive.  See the love. This is before they grow up to be idiots and before my vandalism escapade. Gotta love the wardrobe, right.  I was stylin’.  Cool chick.  Pun intended. 🙂

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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

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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

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Ghosts in the Laundry

A storm came in the night—bright jagged lightning, 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 door.  … Continue reading

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Weekly Photo Challenge: The Hands That Fathered

I can’t let this challenge go by without another “hands.” When I think of hands, I think of my father.  He had huge farmer hands.  They were typically stained with field dirt and oil from working with machinery; and inevitably, … Continue reading

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Nowhere and Everywhere

It’s a tired old mountain surrounding us, a tired old man with bristly pine whiskers, who laid down on his side in rumpled clothes—laid down to sleep soundly, sinking deeper into the rocky Canadian Shield, a Rip Van slumber. The … Continue reading

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Mothers Day and Other Myths

(Thought I’d share an older piece I wrote when my kids were small and still eating deodorant.  The picture above is my mom in 1979.  Love you, Mom!) ——————– I was such a perfect mother until I had children! It’s easier … Continue reading

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