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Grandma’s Buttons
I “inherited” my paternal grandmother’s button collection. It is more of an accumulation than a curated collection. I’ve done something similar over the years. Toss a blouse that’s too worn to wear anymore, but snip off the buttons first because you never know when you might need just that button. These are milk glass. The…
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The Way it Was … an Opinion Piece
Today, I read a large part of a speech by the prime minister of Canada. He used a lot of rhetoric and jingoism but he said a lot that was worthy of note. It brought to a head something that must have been simmering inside of me for some time now. Yes. I’m pretty much…
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“Later” by Stephen King
Quite a few years ago now, I decided to see what all the hullabaloo was about Stephen King and his novels. I read quite a few of them. “The Green Mile” and “Lisey’s Story” stand out in my mind. And then I read “The Tommyknockers.” Okay, so I’d seen “Carrie” but always figured all that…
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Always Learning Something New
Something like 22 years ago, I learned a very basic technique for turning a cabochon, or marble, or just a rock out of the yard into a pendant. It used wire and was called wire wrapping. This is the very basic technique I learned all those years ago. This image is from a book titled…
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Higher States of Consciousness
Years ago, I mean really years ago, when I was a teenager, I had an experience that was mind bending. I’ve never used any kind of mind altering substances. I’ve never felt the need. So it wasn’t some sort of drug-induced hallucinogenic trip. I read an article a few mornings ago titled, “How Higher States…
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Senyru 14.2
Trees give the wind a voice Soft whispers of pine needles Roaring through poplars Images courtesy of Shutterstock and TRVST, respectively.
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Senyru 14.1
Wind chases the leaves From the trees and the rooftops A golden carpet Images courtesy of Dreamstime.com and Mom Soul Soothers, respectively.
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Senyru 14
Fall means letting go Red and gold replaces green Summer’s work is done Images courtesy of Go Great Lakes Bay and Country Living Magazine, respectively
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Quantum Entanglement
It was 2:40 in the morning. I was wide awake. I’d just had a hot flash with its attendant panic attack that woke me up. It’s that way for some women … the panic attacks. It was like that for my mom. She would look at me, wide-eyed and all flushed in the face, and…
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Embracing Chaos
It began with the hair at the nape of my neck. I don’t actually typify myself as a control freak. I can’t say how other people see me. But for sure, I like order. When I look back on my life, it’s easy to see that I always have preferred order. Even as a teenager…
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