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Day care and young’ us
I always wondered how I ended up in the world of day care. You love children, they said; you’ll love working there, they said. Worked ten years in day care and that is WORK. Most unappreciated, under paid job I’ve ever done. School teachers work the same grueling days and they are unappreciated, and underpaid,…
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Jewelry store and shoe shopping
Went shopping with my youngest sister-in-law yesterday. Our first stop was at Wares Jewelry where I had to have my wedding rings cut off. I had shut the door of a camper my hand Sunday and the rings took the brunt of the blow. The diamond was knocked out of my mother’s engagement ring. My…
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Raccoon Party at 325 Guy Street
I’m gonna tell y’all a tale about raccoons that came down the chimney in our Roanoke house. They threw themselves a raucous party in every room of the house and had a grand ol’ time. Chief came over to Roanoke by himself to check on things the week after Christmas. This was several years ago.…
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Songbirds and the Clothes Dryer Debacle
Been talking to my bird friends this morning. My niece told me folks would think I’m senile if I told them I talk to birds. I really can identify some of them who are constant visitors to my bird cafe — Nutty, the blue nuthatch; Woody, the male downy woodpecker and his wife, Nuttia; Chubby,…
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Pondering from the porch swing
Been thinking a lot lately about writing a blog. Writing my thoughts down and describing the little adventures I experience each day seem to help me through another day. Today marks a year and 322 days that I have been a widow. Such a coarse word for loosing a spouse. The path of widowhood doesn’t…
Ponderings from the Porch Swing 