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Life’s wrinkles get ironed out with prayer, steam
I still use the same ironing board I used from my childhood home. Growing up in a house with 5 brothers I learned to iron shirts at an early age. I was very young when my mother showed me how to use an iron. I…
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This is how things end …
They say the stuff of which you are afraid rarely happens. Like being tossed into a pit full of snakes, developing an inoperable tumor that will bring a painful death, or being an empath locked in a room full of narcissists. I always worried that…
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What? Beans in your ears?
My Mommy told me “Don’t put beans in your ears, beans in your ears.” Remember that song? It comes to mind every time I slip my hearing-aid domes into an ear canal. It feels unnatural. You’re not supposed to put cotton swabs, pencils or beans…
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Never had so many calls
Are you lonely? Does your cell phone never ring? Do you have an afternoon to waste? Go to a website where you inquire about health insurance plans for individuals. Such was my Monday afternoon as I launched my search in the land of Obamacare. Excuse…
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Secure the shadow …
I am probably as addicted to reading camera and lens reviews as any photographer or “gear head.” Often, as I droll over the latest DSLR body or lens that I can’t afford, I have to remind myself that I don’t have time to use to…
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Hats off to this artist neighbor
For the artist, the road to perfection is littered with tests, failures and near-perfect pieces that admiring eyes never see. Had you been in the Geneva workshop of woodturning artist Ron Tomasch the evening of February 7, you would have seen in the trash bin one half…