Said the Girl Child: Every time I turn around I’m handing you my money. Said I: Welcome to my world. Now roll the dice
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October 2010
Just cannot find the right words to write. Big. Bright. Bountiful. Tangled. A weekend with the family. Tears. Some shared. Some silent. Memories scurrying. My Dad. My brother’s Huckleberry Hound giggle. My gorgeous sister in law shimmering with new mamma love. My Mother’s meatballs. My Dad. The Fabulous Q. My Dad. My nephew with the [...]
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Simple tasks. Good for prayin’. A delicate thump to shatter the shell. A serrated edge moves through the crust with a crispy swish. A flattening echo of a chopping knife. Potatoes into the pan. Bubble wrap top of boiling water. A messy poached egg. Jelly. Honey. A garden flower plucked by the girl. Holding Hands. [...]
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The Girl Wonder and I were in much need of sunshine and smiles. Just a stretch of time to let go of our little red wagon of sadness. What better way to do that then Goats, Music and More in Lewisburg, TN. Formerly known as the Fainting Goat Festival. It’s the Olympics of Goat Festivals. [...]
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This little patch of screen has become a silent solitary sanctuary. Tonight I had to have the hardest conversation I never thought I’d have with the Girl Wonder. My father, my wonderful grouchy Oreo eating father, is sick. So sick. As children we can’t wait to grow up. As grown ups we can’t help but [...]
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Lacey Chinese lanterns left behind by tomatillos. Four Roma tomatoes… a final sweet garden gift. Hearty stew. Drop biscuits with steamy warm pockets just right for sweet potato butter. The baby quilt that was slowly progressing has progressed quiet well Fall saunters in. We put the kettle on to boil. And make castles out of [...]
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