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December Night
It is another cold December night, silent as it flies by. The dog is sleeping soundly in the bed, growling at something in her dreams. The snow still blankets the forest with soft curves over the land. The clock above me ticks. I always love the sound of a tick-tock. There’s no sleep for me…
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Giving Thanks
Giving thanks is a good thing. Many theologians believe that is humanity’s only purpose in life. Not sure where I stand on that right now because I believe God made us more than that. I do know I don’t celebrate the destruction of the Native American communities. Of course, if the Native Americans had not…
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Morning Errands
Morning errands seem never-ending. Today, we went towards Bryson City instead of Sylva. We stopped at the coffee shop to ask if Bryson City has a pet store. Of course, I stopped in the coffee shop to ask. I could search GPS, but people have better answers about local places. Besides, I am still training…
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Writing on a May Morning
Chicken in a stroller Stroller dogs Bird anatomy Tradio Free the nipple Sand in your pants Pineapple on the side of the road Habit Sitting in the house nude __________________________________ We talk about the weird things we’ve seen or read about in the past week. I remember some of my own, but they are nothing…