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Weird Words 4
Piaffe And no, it isn’t edible and I haven’t forgotten how to spell (the French seem to have a much harder time spelling than I do). You are probably thinking of “pilaf” and it usually has the word “rice” in front of it. The horse world is just chock full of weird words. Many of…
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Remember
Candy coated apples and Pumpkins on the prowl. Russet covered landscapes and Coyotes, how they howl. Dark Moon cold of evenings and Day’s enfolding heat, Hot cider for the cousins and Oatmeal cookies fresh to eat. Cinnamon does spice the air and Sage a seasoning makes. There’s many things to finish and Mom bakes and…
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Why the Chinese will Never rule the World
Much attention has been given to the Chinese in recent years and their rapid industrial growth. Seems everything you buy these days is made in China. Well, not everything … yet … but that seems to be the fear. I say we have nothing to worry about. We inherited my step-dad’s motor scooter and since…
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Rules
I have a lot of rules. My husband, Bernd, is always telling me this. I can’t argue with him. Over the years, I’ve found he’s usually right in his assessments of me. Dang. My rules are mainly for me and my behavior. But they do spill over onto other people. That’s usually when Bernd says…
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Talking with Myself
Do you ever talk to yourself? I think that we all do from time to time and maybe more than we realize. Do you find yourself saying things like “Come on, girl, you’ve got a deadline,” “Oh man, I’m really running late,” or “Why did I just say that,” throughout your day? But have you…
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Weird Words 3
Snookiepüppchen I admit right now that is not a real word. It’s something my husband made up. He’s always coming up with strange and supposedly endearing things to call me. This one is a combination of “snookie” or “snookums” and “püppchen.” The latter is German for “little doll.” I can understand “sweetie” and “cupcake” and…
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Giving Thanks
It’s that time of year when we are reminded to consider all the things for which we are grateful. I spend quite a bit of time throughout the year finding gratitude for the various aspects of my life. On most days, I tend more toward the glass half full end of the spectrum. But still,…
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Magical Meatloaf Memories
My mom, bless her soul, was not a good cook. To be fair, taking care of a house and yard, two young girls and dog didn’t leave her with a lot of extra time. Her idea of a vegetable was something that came out of a can. Green beans, peas, corn, creamed corn; we basically…
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Autumn Rain
Inspiration strikes and sizzles like water on a hot skillet. Words form freely and pour forth upon the page like a torrent of refreshing summer rain. Cooling, soothing and oh so welcome after the days heat. The promise of more to come is like the lightning and the thunder, one faithfully following the other. Would…
