“Barnacles In Life”

While walking beaches in Florida over the years, many items have caught my eye. There have been crabs, shells, jellyfish and other items associated with the ocean; but, one day, I noticed something I didn’t immediately recognize. Upon closer examination, I discovered that it was an old broken, abandoned flip-flop. …

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“A Spring Lift”

There is something about the sight of colorful flowers after a long gray winter… your outlook on life opens up just like the bud of a flower. Your stride gets peppier and sometimes, even though you may be beyond the age of skipping, that action becomes integrated into your walk. …

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“The Bread of Life”

My husband, Dan comes from a large family with a long standing holiday tradition of making bread called Potica. Both of his grandmothers (one was Polish, the other Slovenian) passed on the love of this delicious pastry to their children and grand children. Making it is not for wimps. It …

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“Worth the Wait”

What is it about a sunrise that seems to make life more glorious? Is it the uniqueness of each sunrise? Could it be the brilliance of the sun’s rays? Maybe it’s all these plus a million more – for whatever reason, I try to catch the view most every day. …

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“Skin Crawling”

While visiting my parents, I noticed a large bug on the side of a tree in their front yard. I’m a nature lover so creepy crawly things don’t usually freak me out. Although the bug appeared motionless, I cautiously made my approach hoping to get a closer look. Upon closer …

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“Wearing Many Hats”

While cleaning out my mother’s closet, my sister Debby and I ran across some hat boxes. We were surprised when we opened the lids to find the hats in such good condition. Most of the hats were from past eras bringing a feeling of days gone by. Just looking at …

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“Follow the Leader”

One afternoon while at the park with my youngest grandson, Connor, we decided to take a walk. The park was not familiar to me but it was to Connor. He had been there many times with his parents and sister. Connor wanted to show me a cave he thought might …

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