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Oh My Heart

Today I was going over some of his Grammar/Literature work with Cooter.  In one lesson the concept of "cause and effect" was presented, and there were opportunities to talk about it in the context of stories.  Then he was given a situation and he had to think and write about possible causes. The first one… Continue reading Oh My Heart

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Turn That Music Down!

This morning Cooter took his math and headed to his room. Where he started playing one of his CD's. At full volume. And, for the first time with this boy child, I heard myself hollering, "Turn that music down!" For the love. He's eight, y'all. He really needs to rein it in.  What do I… Continue reading Turn That Music Down!

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My Happy Place

Instagram with all its captured photos is my happy place.  I do not follow many folks, and I rarely post myself.  Most of the people whom I follow are creative and joy-filled. All the loveliness. There's no arguing over what issue is most important or which candidate is going to do what. There's no heartbreaking stories or… Continue reading My Happy Place

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earthworms on the sidewalk

one foot in front of the other as the sun rises and the steam does too up from the paved sidewalks winding along as the road's amenable companion there are worms all over and I step around them respectfully avoiding the carcasses as most are already dead though it's not even nine occasionally I come… Continue reading earthworms on the sidewalk

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Payphone–the Song and the Questions

This evening on the way home, this song came on the radio.  My little guy can read the title and artist of songs from way back where he sits in the vehicle.  When he saw this one, the conversation that ensued--well, I suppose I should have been prepared for it to come up eventually, but… Continue reading Payphone–the Song and the Questions

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peeling peaches at the kitchen sink

we went "a fur piece" to get the peaches piled in their half bushel boxes just a little ways down the road from where they'd been picked just hours before the whole way home the car smelled like peaches, real peaches not that artificial scent that just misses its mark bringing back memories of sitting… Continue reading peeling peaches at the kitchen sink

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For the Love of Kindness, PLEASE

Y'all. I'm done.  I am worn out.  I am so tired to seeing folks hurting others with their comments and freely shared views on social media and other outlets. The thing is, they don't mean to, I'm sure.  These are good people.  And just like me, they hurt other people without even realizing it.  Still.....… Continue reading For the Love of Kindness, PLEASE

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shelling peas

sitting down with a bowl full of unshelled peas still warm from the sun the white enamel pan cool on my lap filled to the brim with a whole mess of them my fingers move with the same motions memorized by the hands of my people zipping them open and dropping the peas down into… Continue reading shelling peas