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Hawthorne, Wild and Fair

A bird must have planted the tree. I certainly didn’t. I would have judged the spot too close to the house. But birds and seeds have no such restrictions, and so this wild Hawthorne tree is close enough to the … Continue reading

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Socks and Silverware

I worship at the altar of organization. I read the books, articles, and blog posts that promise me 30 Days to an Organized Life. I have a Pinterest board that shows beautiful pictures of ways to organize everything from my … Continue reading

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What Would June Do?

In case you haven’t noticed, I am not June Cleaver. June was always busy with her housewife-ly duties. Never once did the camera catch her, still in her nightgown, reading a trashy novel in the middle of the morning. Nope. … Continue reading

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Rainy Day Rules

When I sat down to write, it was raining, and I was tempted to invoke Rainy Day Rules. According to those rules, real life is suspended, and I can do whatever I want, i.e. read, nap, watch reruns, order from … Continue reading

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In the Looking Glass

I looked in the mirror the other day, and my mother looked back. As I have gotten older, I have begun to take after my mother more and more. As a child, I favored my dad. Or, at least, I … Continue reading

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Almost Famous

I’m making a guest appearance today on http://lifeintheboomerlane.com/2015/02/06/lounging-at-the-bottom-of-the-learning-curve-a-guest-post-by-paula-j-wray Please visit me there. I feel almost famous. Renee, or LBL as she calls herself, writes some pretty funny stuff. Plus she’s a former hula hoop champion.  Check her out. Paula J

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One Christmas Eve

I was six years old the Christmas I first started questioning the reality of Santa Claus. When I spied him on the downtown street corner or sat in his lap at the department store, I began to detect differences in … Continue reading

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