The little squirrel was sitting in the middle of the road. I saw him when I stopped at the red light. His head rotated back and forth. Which way to go? Should he dash in front of my vehicle? Should he return to the sidewalk? How had he gotten himself into this perilous situation? What […]
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Decorating a story tree for Christmas is an annual tradition for my nephew’s family. Every ornament placed on the tree has a story. They always begin with two gray felt mice dressed as a bride and groom. Kristen begins by saying “Once upon a time there was a boy and a girl. And they fell
Roses in Octoberby Rose Owens Copyright 2010 Roses, I see rosesRed, yellow, pink,Old fashioned roses,Full bloom roses,Roses blooming,Summer’s glory. Childhood memories ‘neath Utah skiesWhisper in my mind. Rose petals scatteredBefore a dress-up bride,Carefully cradling a rose bouquet.Stems wrapped in toilet paper,Defense against the thorns.Petals spread like frostingAdorning mud-pie cakes,Imaginary food for imaginary friends. Roses,I see
A tentative drop of rain touched my arm. I’d better hurry, I thought, or I’ll be caught in the rain. I held a People magazine in my hand. It had been delivered to my house by mistake. I knew that the intended recipient would want this magazine since it chronicled the life of Queen Elizabeth.
She stood on the far bank of the stream and watched a young boy run down the hill. He stopped at the edge of the stream and waved before moving toward the plank that bridged the water. She called out, “Stop! Don’t try to cross,” and motioned with her hand. The noise of the rushing
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In the spring of 2020, a hollyhock plant appeared in my front flower bed. I watched as a tall stem with pale pink flowers reached for the sky. It ultimately reached a height of over ten feet. I continued to enjoy this perennial plant during the two Covid years. I was surprised
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Why did keypunch cards come to my mind? It was a random thought. While I have a vivid memory of them, my grandchildren probably don’t even know what they are or that they existed. They were born into a technologically advanced world. My new husband was pursuing a master’s degree in mathematics. At that time
Hank had been up early. He packed his clothes in a pillowcase and rushed outside, eager to get the Tin Lizzie on the road. Scout had barked a welcome and followed him as he ran around the car. The tools and extra gas in the trunk got a passing glance. There was a funny smell
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I was helping my mother-in-law sort books in the library in her house. Each book that Dad had read had his initials in the front. While it was interesting to see Dad’s comments written in the books, I had no use for radio and tv repair books. There were two sets of encyclopedias in the
It was the last day of school. The weather was hot, and my children were anticipating summer vacation. It was time for the fun to begin. I filled water balloons, loaded them into a bucket and headed up the sidewalk toward the elementary school. When the first child came into view, I launched my attack.
