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November 04, 2017

November 04, 2017 Then, there is the Olympian days, I should be on receiving the end gold medal.( My rewards await on another plane like a 747.) It was the period of time, a day of loosing of long decided places. The annual wipe off! (for moi, wipe out) Others have...

October 30, 2017 19 bottles of mustard

October 29th, 2017 Akin to the pens I wrote about recently, time was spent taming the mustard bottles. Another talent, I modestly write to my dear and gentle readers about and not just the mustard bottles, but the whole fridge. This chore has been on the list for a...

July 29th, 2017 tipping point

July 29, 2017 The tipping point, in more ways than one. Over the edge of the year, the week and the month, and the list of life. Checked off the list are light-bulbs. I purchased in my haste, a box that I soon found out were “vanity globes” suitable for around mirrors...

July 17th, 2017 magic and coincidences

July 17th, 2017 The atmospheric conditions were cordial. The sun it shone, as we made our way thru the nardar of the year, and summer and month. Gotta be something magical in that eh? Precipitation came thru last night, much needed as the grass, beaten by the sun, was...

June 21, 2017 A sliver of a day

June 21, 2017 The Clock of existence marches on, piloting us to and here we are solace day. This 24-hour interval is so long, I was awaken early by moon, and sun in the sky at the same time. One-half of the year 2017 is departed. Candidly, I have given up all hope of...