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Gleanings From Living Long
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My first car, a 1968 VW Beatle, which, according to the Car Talk guys, Click and Clack, is less safe than the least safe car manufactured today. (It was great in the snow though!) My point is once again to be extra careful on the road. People are distracted and stressed and…
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Safe enough to sleep wherever exhaustion steals you away and to know that you are surrounded by family and friends. Faith that you are loved and accepted for who you are and that you can love like that too, without expectations. And a heart big enough to see the blessings wrapped…
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One of my first (and favorite) sarongs, blowing in the wind.
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Thanksgiving Giving Thanks Thanks Giving There's so much to be grateful for… food on the table, enjoying the hammock without mosquitos, another year that I don't have to roast the turkey, yet get to enjoy it and all the trimmings. (Thanks Karen!) Thankful for good friends getting closer and for feeling…
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A lot of people will be traveling over the coming weeks, going home. Where is home? Is it where you spent your childhood? Or where you choose to live? Is home a moveable feast? Do we carry it within us? Is it a place we cherish or a person we love? Is it all of…
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A piano player who could turn every song you never knew you knew into a tango, to go with perfect dinners, delicious service, and good company. The season of gratitude begins. A balmy November evening at the Casa Maya, St. Augustine, Florida.
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"Look at me, I'm tall as a tree!" In a novel/detective story that I have recently finished reading, the main character defends his choice not to have children by explaining that they start out so well, being loved and cherished and protected and then they turn into us – adults with tons…
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A late walk on the beach. Surfers crisscrossing the sand like businessmen with their briefcases on a busy city street. More sea beans reaching out for life than ever before. A sweet sunset that stretches out over the ocean. On the way back, a lovely labyrinth, gladly walked, and a young boy with his…
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"If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands." I learned this song a very long time ago in Brownies, and never really thought about the words, other than to clap my hands and stomp my feet at the appropriate times. Is it really possible to be happy and not…
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In many seaside towns there are sculptures of families waiting… They say that we all have someone waiting on that distant shore, ready to meet us. I guess we won't know for sure until our time comes, but there are a couple of dogs and cats that I would love to see…
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