Stories & Poems & Thoughts (Oh My)

Salamander Dreams

There was a time in the night,
The room was pitch dark,
Where we touched heads
And your curls mixed with my straight hair
And our brains traded dreams. I sent over my story ...
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Let Us Eat Cake!

Today, I think everyone should have a piece of cake! Yes, cake. It’s been a long couple of weeks, morphing into months, with the future looking uncertain.  Like everyone I ...
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Season of Light

Crowded out by the frightening daily briefings on COVID 19, you may not see Spring's flowering on our planet.
  • A person donated N95 masks to healthcare workers in the DFW ...
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Dickens, the Queen, and you?

Charles Dickens wrote the best summary of this time in his 1859 classic, “A Tale of Two Cities.” ‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.’ ...
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At the Table

Tonight, we moved furniture before the State of the Union speech. My pink table, a Formica, chrome-edged find from the 50s, is now behind the sofa. The newly finished, 33-year-old ...
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The Secret Heart (Gardens/Heart – Pt 5)

In summary—Hubby transplanted poison ivy around the house and onto my body. I startled a nurse. We saved my neighbor’s house from burning down, but to our collective horror and ...
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Pants, Fire, and Neighbors (Garden/Heart – Pt 4)

To recap—I’m about to receive a needle full of stuff from a supposed nurse to medicate my well-exposed rash from Rod’s, dear hubby’s, transplanted poison ivy. I am on the ...
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A Garden Scrum (Gardens/Hearts – Pt 3)

To recap – Rod, the rogue poison ivy transplanter, had just returned home to find my derriere covered in a rash. Straining for a looksie, I fell into the tub ...
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Guns and Gardens (Gardens hold our Hearts – Pt 2)

To recap— Rod, now deceased hubby-dear, had been transplanting what he thought was a “pretty vine” throughout my garden in a historic neighborhood with an ever-watchful garden society. Rod phoned ...
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Gardens hold our Hearts

The balcony of my new house looks out over a long side garden, shaggy with neglect but blooming with memories—memories of love and surprise and greenery. I am immediately swept ...
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