Puddles that remain after a rain can’t help it that they happen to be in a low spot and will probably never grow into a more respectable name, like pond or creek. From the moment they are formed, they are simple puddles and puddles they’ll remain until they sink out of sight. Puddles are good […]
Jun 18, 2020
The Sears Catalog
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Do present day conflicts give you the blues? Do you get upset when you watch the news? Do you yearn for those days that are long gone by, but you can’t return there, if you try? If you’re tired of all the sorry pollution, there is a cure and there’s a solution! A Sears Catalog […]
Jun 16, 2020
Is This Tuesday?
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I’m convinced this is Tuesday. Yesterday, I was convinced today would be Wednesday. For some reason, I was one day ahead all yesterday. I had rolled my trash can halfway into the yard before I realized–whoa! I’m one day off. Not to worry. I’ll probably get my days straight before tomorrow. Maybe. It’s such a […]
Jun 12, 2020
How About Your Soul?
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June is a summer month, but, all too soon, the warm, lazy days of summer will pass and the chilly winds of autumn will be upon us. I hope I can keep the warmth of summer in my soul, though, to remember when darkness comes early and the flowers fade. And, imagination–the spirit that can’t […]
Jun 11, 2020
Rhymed Reminisces
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by Blanche Day Manos Don’t tell me they are gone, for I can see them still The house, the spring, the burr oak tree, the barn beneath the hill. I smell the sausage sizzling, I hear the rooster crow, The sounds and scents of each new day that woke me long ago. I feel the […]
May 27, 2020
A Brand New Day
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It was a good way to start a brand new day. I opened the blinds onto the deck this morning, and there was a bright red cardinal. He cocked his head, hopped over to a chair, then onto a deck railing, all the while gazing at me. Did he want to tell me something? He […]
