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Stop! Before You Put That In Your Mouth…
Food Network’s Food Detective says: “bar food is only as clean as the dirtest snacker.”
For Elise
Well here it is slightly unedited and definitely not finished but I gotta get the turkeys down to the fair. Mark was flat out spent. He had come through a restless night, constantly waking to make sure she was still there, still alive, still breathing. All night her breath was sweet, her face tender in … Continue reading
I’m Writing As Fast As I Can
I am attempting to write a story and it is beginning to take on a life of its own. The story is for participation in a writer’s challenge at A Word In Edgewise Potrait of Words #1 (his spelling not mine). But I am also trying to get ready to take a display of turkeys … Continue reading
"You Did It To Me"
And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’ “Then He will also say to those on the left hand, ‘Depart from Me, you cursed, into the everlasting fire prepared for … Continue reading
Is There Any Thing Cuter?
Come on is there anything, anything in the world that could be any where near as cute as Dirt in a back hoe, the driver’s seat of a backhoe. Think about it! Well Dirt’s daughter could be lots cuter. And pretty skilled too. Dirt has Elisabet cleaning out the ram pens because pretty soon the … Continue reading
What Do You Remember? How Do You Remember?
Something I came across. I’ve thought this for years, I’m not qualified to say so, but this fellow has credentials. Q. Is there such a thing as closure? Does grieving ever end? A. Closure is a bad word, overused five or 10 years ago, and people in my world are not using it anymore, because … Continue reading
Something Is Going Off The Needs/Wants List
Or is that the wants to needs list? Just wanted to say that a new mattress is coming off the list because Dirt put a board (thick plywood) under my side of the bed and the last couple of mornings I have gotten up feeling as good if not better when I went to bed. … Continue reading
Brrr It Was a Cold Windy Day
I didn’t want to come home from camping last week and just blog non stop about camping. I wanted to spread it out so here is another installment of Iron Creek the Huckleberry Fest. Well it turns out that it wasn’t much of a Huckleberry Fest. Oh, there were lots of berries on the bushes. … Continue reading
