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GLORY DAYS – Day 13 in a year of…

Day 13, August 4, 2016 @4:05 These are truly the glory days of August.  My garden is flushed with delicious vegetables.  Let me not squander the days away with stinking thinking, bad attitude, foul mood or low blood sugar.  Afternoons … Continue reading

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BIRDS ON A WIRE

  It’s another Wednesday and another photo prompt for Friday Fictioneers to tell their stories of approximately 100 words.  We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple.  Here’s my story of 100 words this week – inspired by … Continue reading

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THE KISS

It’s not quite Friday, but close enough for Friday Fictioneers.  We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple.  We gathered every week to share fictions of 100 words according to a photo prompt.  You are welcomed to join … Continue reading

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MORE RAIN AND NO SHINE

It rains still.  How many days now?  I have lost count.  But Sheba and I are strong.  Every morning we don our black rain gear and we walk our talk –  neither rain nor sleet.  Hush!  I better keep my … Continue reading

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RAINY DAY LAZIES

It’s been raining on and off all day.  It’s coming down hard as I speak, the rain spattering and running down the window. But it is one of those easeful, lazy kind of day.  It is the kind that spells … Continue reading

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TENDING MY GARDEN

The rain is done, but the clouds and wind are still making their presence felt.  I’m edgy with unease. Sheba is bugging the hell out of me with her demand to play.  She’s a barker and quite vocal about her … Continue reading

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RAINING IN SASKATOON

It’s raining again.  I am sitting here watching the rain and listening to its beat on the deck roof.  And wherever I go, Sheba has to go, of course. She is happily listening along with me. Two doors down, I can … Continue reading

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