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With no respect for cold.
My CameraMasquerades As a reluctant poet With no respect for cold. I am a little late this morning because I thought we could watch the sunrise together. So I fed the animals early and had the camera out for sunrise. In the end I could not even feel my finger press the button to release…
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The Things you find on the dining room Table
Once a year, my mother used to take a week and go away by herself. Usually on a retreat to a monastry or convent. Though I am sure she would have gone absolutely anywhere that promised peace, quiet and no rowdy children. Someone else did the cooking and cleaning and she rested her mind and…
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Lemon Honey Cheesecake with a Twist of Mint and a milking machine.
Merry Christmas, John said as he carried two huge boxes through the kitchen door. I checked the calender, yes, still January. The milking machine had arrived. Much excitement. If Daisy the cow could have seen us staring at the bewildering collection of bits and pieces with knobs and switches, all gleaming and solid looking, she…
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Maybe the coyotes just want to be friends. Making music for us in the night.
I went to bed last night after loading my pictures for this morning. But I had no words in my head. I looked at the writing book that sits beside the bed, it’s pen at the ready, then reached past it for the reading book instead. I remember as a kid my Mother asking my…
The Kitchen's Garden 