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Monthly Archives: November 2015
Christmas Magic
We are doing minimal holiday decorating this year: a wreath on the front door, evergreen balls hanging on the front porch and gate arbor and a small, table top tree. We may pop a few more tings here and there … Continue reading
Clever Boy
Yesterday, I had a hair appointment. The salon I go to only takes cash or checks and when I settled up, I used the last check in my checkbook. As soon as I got home I went to get a … Continue reading
An American Thanksgiving
I grew up with the Norman Rockwell Thanksgiving. We had at least twenty people, two turkeys, three kinds of potatoes and more pies and desserts than you could count. Now it’s just my husband and me, our two dogs and a … Continue reading
Autumn Games
A bleak November day moody and dark like a black and white horror film. No birdsong, no sparkling sunlight. The landscape drained of all but the drabbest color. Everything we see and sense tells us outside is cold and damp … Continue reading