Tuesday, July 17, 2018
Please Don't Bring Me An Avozilla
"Can I get you anything at the store while I'm there?" asks P.D. quite often, always the solicitous son. I'm learning to say no when it comes to fruits and vegetables. He is just not picky enough for me (grabs up anything without inspecting it), and he just cannot get it through his head that though...
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Monday, July 16, 2018
None As Sweet As A Pluot
T he reason for the season is pie. That season is not quite ready here in Missouri, but the peaches of Frog Hollow Farm (in CA) are going strong, the juiciest peaches of all, along with the organic dapple dandy pluots. I must say, I got no pie made as the fresh fruit was way too good just eating to...
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Sunday, July 15, 2018
The Pleasure of Wasting Time
Once upon a time, time went by so slowly, as if it were in slow motion and things I awaited impatiently would never come. I didn't really worry then about accomplishments, getting things done, or wasted time. Somehow that all changed and now time is rushing on at an unbelievable speed. "Time is...
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Monday, July 9, 2018
...But For Now...
I love red rocks country (Colorado, Utah, New Mexico, Arizona...). Memories fill my mind as Internet photos please my eyes and I visit once again from my rocking chair. Some details remain a bit fuzzy and others sharp and clear....and calling me, calling me to come.....come...visit just once more....
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Sunday, July 8, 2018
His Latest Account
Two big fellows from New York dropped in here in Missouri yesterday, took me captive along with another old lady that I love, and forced us to go with them to Gates Barbeque and gorge on BBQ beef covered with Gates BBQ sauce, baked beans, French fries and an enormous amount of pickles. They didn't...
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