Whatever You Wear . . .

I was spritzing on a bit of Yardley’s “English Lavender” cologne the other day when it occurred to me that my bottle of the fragrance is REALLY OLD. I thought back to when I bought it, 1973 or so, which means it’s around 40—apparently, even inexpensive cologne can last a long time. In that same…
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On “light Fingers”

We live at the end of a long, straight, boring stretch of country road on which the speed limit is 55 mph, which ends at a T-intersection. Over the years, cars have driven off the road and into our yard. Just weeks after we moved in, we were jarred awake by the sound of a…
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Reading Between The Signs

I stand at the window and wave until the brake lights blink three times, and then I close the blinds. It has been our morning routine for over a year. At some point, I started watching him drive away on the highway and saw the brake lights blink again, still sending the signal, not knowing…
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Fire, Ice, And Fog

My husband has always been my guide to the heavens. I can’t even count how many times we’ve gazed up at the skies and he has introduced me to a constellation, a star or planet. At times, we’ve watched natural phenomenon, such as the aurora borealis, other times, he’s spotted a satellite, and once, we…
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Worth The Trouble

I’m thinking of holiday travelers on this Sunday before Christmas. Tomorrow will be Christmas Eve and I hope every one of them has made it safely to their destination by then. If you have moved far away from your family, traveling home for the holidays can be a joy and a pain. Chris and I…
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