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My Mother Dear

I buried my mother in my journal in red ink with large angry letters that accused her of dying on purpose just to spite me I buried my mother in the Firehole River at Yellowstone among the towering green trees … Continue reading

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Grandpa’s Wisdom (or Folly)

Better an hour early than a minute late, . . . . Grandpa oft repeated. Which is fine, until . . . You arrive at the party and . . . . the host is in the shower . . … Continue reading

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Don’t Discount Your Potential

They were a motley collection of misfits. A tiny purple alyssum and a scraggly white alyssum. Two mini daisies. A wee snapdragon with a single bloom. Each had volunteered in various annual pots left on our deck over the winter. … Continue reading

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Nina, Tiny but Mighty

Between Good Friday and Easter of this year, a sweet young woman from my church, the daughter of a dear friend, went home to be with Jesus. She fought a week-long battle with complications from the flu that infected her … Continue reading

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The Value of a Picture

This is for my cousin Ron Rowland Ora and Bertha raised six kids including my Daddy dear My Daddy is gone and all my aunts and uncles too Pictures and memories are all that are left except the genes they … Continue reading

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My Valentine

How does he love me? I’ve lost count of the ways He shows new ones every day Sometimes it’s fixing plumbing Other times it’s a passionate kiss Bringing lunch to surprise me Making my life pure bliss Planting flowers in … Continue reading

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No Complaints

If I called today bliss I’d be remiss It’s Monday, after all The weekend had the gall To end far too early Leaving me feeling surly Yet I shan’t complain There’s not a drop of rain No Texas-size flood here … Continue reading

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