The Yew Tree And Other Pluckers

Understanding of words is critical to successful communication. On any level, it is smart to know what is being said. That also must include recognition and comprehension of some unpleasantries we all experience, sooner or later, in the daily societal combat we call life. More specifically, there is a two word instructional phrase, that carries […]

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Just The Right Word

Taking time off to think, or even not to think, is a rich and delicious experience. For one who thrives on writing, it is a difficult decision to set aside the very thing that has defined, throughout my life, vocation and avocation, melding them into one. Leaving words, sentences, paragraphs, those pesky frenemies behind; freedom […]

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Just What She Always Never Wanted

When we look back on Christmases past, we like to remember gifts received, especially those cherished items that we have held close to our hearts for a lifetime. But there also were those gifts we remember; the ones which made us shudder, shed a disappointed tear, or for one poor woman, hide in my closet […]

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The Word That Must Not Be Spoken

Sitting here, enjoying a lovely afternoon, television on a news channel, political pundits’ conversation filling the room with background noise; when all of a sudden, with zero warning, I heard the dread word. My head jerking up, uttering an audible gasp, I not only heard the dread word once; that bald, pedantic gentleman said it […]

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Valentine’s Day Love In A Book

A couple days ago, a friend reminded me of a treasured book. I recommended it to her quite a while back, and the report was both she and her daughters have read it, plus watched and loved the movie. To Kill A Mockingbird. For this reader, a great book from beginning to end, and one I relish reading […]

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Downtown Granny

My son and I were cleaning the seventy-two clams he and my grandson had dug that morning at our local beach, and as we worked together, our conversation turned to some tiny gold scissors I had brought into the kitchen to aid in our task. Our particular clams are small, and we found a really […]

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