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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

That Is Not Fair

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There were interesting comments on my prior post.  I just wanted to clarify that I was not against the Afghan immigrants moving here, workin...
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Friday, May 23, 2014

City Conversations

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I was at a LARGE eyeglasses shop trying to select new frames for my new prescription.  I update my glasses about once every 5 or 6 years bec...
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Sunday, May 18, 2014

The Worker Bee Takes a Nap

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This photo below illustrates what this worker bee feels like as my days start to open up with more time. I find a cool green place and j...
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Friday, May 16, 2014

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly, Not What One Would Think

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(This post is lengthy but important so please take time to read it all the way through.) I am pretty sure that the average person has a pr...
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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

The Light at the End of the Tunnel

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My loyal readers know that I have been drowning in responsibilities these past weeks. First we finished the Green Exposition by staffing (...
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Friday, May 09, 2014

Still Hangin In There

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Slowing down and finishing the big lists.  But. I will return like a bad penny, a nasty mosquito, an enduring allergy...soon.
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Friday, May 02, 2014

A Favor for Tabor

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I will be spending most of the day at the Children's Garden tomorrow as part of an environmental expo for the county.  I will be on my f...
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Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Rainy Mondays or Tuesdays or Whatever

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During rainy days, instead of sitting back and reading or watching TV, I let that Puritan work ethic define most of the hours as I discover ...
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Sunday, April 27, 2014

Buying Love

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Have you ever paid for love?  I think that is what I was doing last night but not consciously.  Really.  I invited my daughter out with her ...
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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Bragging Rights II

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While I pay people to work in my yard I also spend time doing hard labor in others' yards.  Last week work was done on the Children'...
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Monday, April 21, 2014

Not Really Alone

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I wrote that I was alone on Easter, but that was not exactly true.  I had a yardman and his younger brother working on our vast front and ba...
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Sunday, April 20, 2014

This Sunday

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Home alone on this Easter morning while hubby is on travel for the week.  Daughter and family are celebrating in Florida and son and DIL per...
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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

New Silhouettes

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When you move into a new house you find your budget is pretty much depleted.  So, sometimes you put off getting things like drapes or window...
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Monday, April 14, 2014

Volunteers

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I went out today with a group of volunteer ladies that work regularly on the nearby museum grounds.  I had become in involved in this volunt...
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Sunday, April 13, 2014

Bragging Rights

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There is something in my family's genes about getting old that makes us determined to proved we are not.  I remember well the time my 80...
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Saturday, April 12, 2014

REST

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This time in the early spring morning the world is in a waking dream.  The birds sing gently.  The surface of the river is like a clear, per...
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Thursday, April 10, 2014

Speaking of Joints

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While pot smoking is being legalized, and where not legal, legal consequences are being reduced across the United States, I went to a pot pa...
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Saturday, April 05, 2014

Where is Tabor?

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Joints. Lots of them all over the place. Some are even new to me. They do not move.  They ache. Yes, THOSE joints.  I have washed d...
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Thursday, March 27, 2014

Touching

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I used to feel I wanted to be touched. I waited for not only the physical whispering touch on the palm of my hand, but the sweeping t...
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Sunday, March 23, 2014

On the Turn of a Dime!

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Spring began to venture into our neck of the woods this weekend.  On the turn of a dime it went from 40F to 70F in a matter of hours.  And w...
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