Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?

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Sunday, September 13, 2009

The Lady in Red...

Everybody turned to take a second look as she walked from booth to booth at the Goshen farmer's market. Chatting graciously, smiling just enough, tilting her head slightly to listen, she was a woman of a certain age who'd mastered the fine art of mingling graciously. In the jeans and tee-shirts... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, September 12, 2009

Scones, Ceramic Dinosaurs and Fresh Green Stories

Huge juicy peaches are at their peak these days, but the farmers are only selling them by the half-bushel, and I could only eat two before they all went to mush. I have no intention of canning, pie-baking or boiling jam. But they look and smell heavenly. The Queen's scones -- Brit style flavored of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, September 11, 2009

Put me in, Coach... I'm ready to play.

On Sunday Jean showed up at the library, and we had a nice conversation once we changed the subject from her dangerous nephew. He'd been there earlier, pacing the floor and muttering to himself, but left half an hour before she arrived. He looks fierce and angry. She said she's got a laptop, but... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, September 10, 2009

Something's wrong...

The Write Place group meets next Thursday, tomorrow's my deadline for five pages to share with them. But I've come to a screeching halt. It's not just because I think they're stupid. I mean, a couple of them are brilliant. But the one guy's just looking for fans, for a new forum to talk about his... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Homesick...

The slow swish of the Pacific surf like a mother’s heartbeat faintly echoes across two thousand miles, to this so-called heartland this province of the moral majority. It underscores the chill rattle of unharvested dried up cornfields, tornado-warned province of blind centrist assumptions. My crab... Sign in to see full entry.

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