November winds sweep up the leaves of October, tidying the yard for the snows of December. November people, you have reason to celebrate. Your beautiful birthstone is the yellow or amber topaz, a symbol of honor, strength, longevity, and wisdom. Your flower is the fragrant chrysanthemum. November’s full moon is the Beaver Moon. Fun Old […]
Oct 26, 2024
Unsung Heroines
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Today, I’d like to offer an imaginary armload of flowers to the stay-at-home mom. In doing so, I do not, in any way, diminish the role of mothers who hold down an outside job and yet are successful in their primary role of being mothers. There are many women who handle both jobs efficiently. My […]
Oct 25, 2024
What Was That Dream?
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A few years ago, I went through a period of recording a few of my dreams in a small notebook. These were actual night-time dreams. Psychoanalysts can decipher dreams but I am not into that. I’m sure you and I and all of us have had dreams that were interesting; some were scary, some were […]
Oct 24, 2024
White Flies and Ladybugs
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The maple in front of my living room window is alive with activity–a breeze blows the orange and green leaves and two squirrels are busily looking for tidbits to munch on. I wish their diet included these tiny, white bugs that are falling out of the trees. I suppose they are a part of autumn […]
Oct 22, 2024
A Foreboding Time
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It was a dark and foreboding time, a feeling that something really bad was about to happen. I remember that feeling well. It was the Cuban missile crisis of 1962. The United States discovered that Russia had missile bases in Cuba, with missiles fully capable of striking the United States. The two leaders of the […]
Oct 14, 2024
A Morning Coffee Time
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If they were people, I’d say they were getting together for an early morning cup of coffee and a chat. As they were birds, the coffee doesn’t quite apply and the chat wasn’t all that friendly. Each morning, around 7:30, birds come to my two bird baths in the front yard. This morning, the robins […]
