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Farewell, Mom.
Mom and Dad with the six kids!! I am the one with the long hair! I love a houseful of folks. I love looking down the hallway at night and ...
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The first time I went to summer camp, I was ten and it was girl scout camp. I remember my mom and dad leaving me standing in the doorway o...
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When I was a little girl, my grandmother would always say, “When the days begin to lengthen, the cold begins to strengthen.” I am sure...
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Taking a walk down town, one will find our circle of commerce. It really is a small town and the circle includes our courthou...
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Oh to return to my young mind, with wisdom of age saying to me, enjoy skinny dipping with one so fair, life is a gift to enjoy to the depth of the sea.
It's foggy here today in the mountains and we have some ice that should go away soon enough... but your two posts on poems coupled with the fog jumped me to this memory and one of my favorite poems... thank you!
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
-Carl Sandberg
Ah yes skinny dipping and foggy cities...both romantic and still attainable!!
You are welcome ma.
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