Summer at the Lake

Four fawns stood in the street over the creek in our subdivision as I was driving out for a beer yesterday evening. Four.  I’m told it’s unusual to see four fawns together, all skinny stilts and big ears and spots and not yet savvy about things like streets. Fawns and such have been a relief […]

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Riding the bus challenge

Nothing excites me more than the split of second when I visualise something in mind which I have never ever possibly imagine before. I am so afraid to miss that fragment of vision, I will have to sketch it down immediately in my book. And this above, is that vision I have been keeping for a […]

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We heart ponchos

  It’s rare that I forge a friendship with someone from the second camp. And, if they get me on a bad day, their reaction can feel like a gentle kick in the stomach. I thought about this. Then I thought about my childhood. It turns out that I rode the bus to school nearly […]

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