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Category: Autumn
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Over fed, flushed, bloated. Juanita fumbled with buttons beneath the crocheted tablecloth and sighed as she freed her belly from stretchless denim. Each year she vowed to wear a high-waisted dress, Regency-like, though second hand maternity would do just as well. Next year, for sure. Then she could eat and drink while a loose, billowy…
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There are still more outlines Peri needs to draft before she feels like she's covered all the bases. She's not even sure why she's running them (the bases, that is), but the exercise allegedly leads to agile ideas and thicker skin. At this stage in the game, though, Peri will take agile skin and thicker…
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too much noisenot the right kind of stimulipatience is in short supplyit gets pulled/punched/stretched/snappedlittle things become big dealswhen the permission slip is signed Hold up… Turn down the volume = no more noise.Not everyone's story needs to be heard. Practice gratitude when you're not in the mood.The small stuff is what days are made…
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A briny dietSummer, simmered and pickledPucker up, Autumn.
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I told the wicker furniture to store the cushions and disperse. Their summer residency as a cozy little klatch on the veranda is over. Fold it in, pack it up, and get into hibernation mode. The basement is roomy and the washer and dryer like the company during the bleak, icy months. Sundry baskets have…
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Pay attention to the blurriness that poses as windblown litter. Leaves kick up a fuss but there's a familiar hand behind it all. This time of year is thin and wispy, the perfect conditions for old friends to drop by. They may sit quietly in the corner, or howl on the doorstep at 2:00 in…
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The Big Box Mega Retailer around the corner tells me it's time for flocked trees and frosted windowpanes. I say: "Give me my slice of pumpkin pie and a cranberry cosmopolitan first!" The only place I want to see frost right now, on an 80 degree F/27 C October Tuesday, is on a mug of…
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Blight ruined a select-a-gourd-Sunday down at the old pumpkin patch. Ugly and bumpy, white and turban-like, and smooth orangey orbs were on display for the picking. The pumpkin that screamed "Take me home with you!" was infected with splotches of spongy mold. Poor thing. I can understand, but I couldn't get the image of pie topped…
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The 10th is when the barrier between our worlds becomes thin as monofilament. Eight Octobers have revealed glimpses of how you spend your days now that clocks and calendars are unnecessary: Accurate casts hit the target in swift-moving rivers. The crowd chants "DEFENSE!" Sweet, crisp air is ringed by thick, delicious smoke. Karaoke. Today…
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It isn't enough to be brave and bold. Fearlessness can numb the senses as much as it encourages action. Behaviors change as we alter the course of our lives. The only thing that matters when bright colors fade and dreams become staid and respectable is the swiftness in which one offers kindness. We all get…
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