Right Tool for the Job

No man is a failure who is enjoying life. ~William Feather, American publisher and author

When my sis and I were little, we got together with two kids next door and decided to dig to China.

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Love … or Not!

Cats are dangerous companions for writers because cat watching is a near-perfect method of writing avoidance. ~Dan Greenburg, American writer

There once was a caramel-colored cat

Who discovered a lass as she sat

He snuggled up close

She thought he was gross

And that was the end of that!

 

What Price Beauty?

A bargain ain’t a bargain unless it’s something you need.  ~Sidney Carroll, American film and TV writer

You have to be a pretty good detective when you have sensitive skin … and allergies.

Makeup counters, laundry detergents, and even shopping can be perilous. No wonder, since skin is the largest organ we humans have (about 20 square feet in area!)

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On Forgiveness

The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. ~Mahatma Gandhi

I’m

Angry.

Frustrated

At pettiness.

This silent treatment

Is getting more than old.

Same argument as before

With no resolution in sight.

Surely we can do better than that.

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Like clouds boiling in a darkened sky

Our emotions take center stage.

What we need to remember

Is why we’re together

And how strong we are

When united.

Let’s forgive

Again,

Love.

Don’t Leave Me

To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go. ~Mary Oliver, American poet

Don’t leave me in the Spring —

When tiny robins and bunnies leap from their nests
When lilac blossoms waft fragrant on gentle breezes
When sun-splashed skies exude fathoms of blue.

Don’t leave me in the Summer —

When vacation trails beckon adventures to warm beaches
When the ice cream truck bell shimmers refreshment
When fireworks adorn the skies and Sol glows until bedtime.

Don’t leave me in the Fall —

When tree fashion turns to reds, golds, and bronzes
When sweaters, flannel, and blue jeans emerge from hiding
When togetherness means pumpkins, apple cider, and football.

Don’t leave me in Winter —

When lacy snowflakes multiply into mountains of white
When absolute stillness opens its arms to a huge maize moon
When holidays and holy days fade disagreements and strife.

Just don’t leave me at all, okay?

Echolocation

Dallas here.

GUESSWHAT!!!

We had a visitor over the weekend and since Mama’s working on her next novel, I get to tell you about it.

(Mama said something about striking while the Muse is hot. Don’t ask me why she’s hitting a hot Muse. It didn’t make much sense when she said it either!)

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Egg Hunt 2017

Dallas here.

Mama said I had to wait until The Kid (AKA Domer) came home before we could hold my annual Easter Egg Hunt.

That was probably a good idea since Easter Sunday wasn’t the prettiest of days, as I recall.

Sigh.

What else is new? Well, we’ve had days on end of rain, making it a challenge to be a long-haired dog needing to use the outdoor facilities!

And the streets in our neighborhood have been under water, so all the peoples are staying put indoors. Including Mama, who’s supposed to be working on that novel-thing.

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