Tag: Writing
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Natural Ways
Spudley sits high on her vantage point, guarding her territory and ready to pounce… While the rains continue to fall, with raindrops so heavy they certainly bounce…Even the ducks head for shelter beneath bushes and trees, to keep dry from the rain…And Spudley looks skyward, with a look that says “Wewwo, more of the same”…She…
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The Road to Meringue (Part Four)
Sometimes, days are just plain sailing. Up early(ish), breakfasted, dressed, and out and on with the rest of the day, and in what seems like a flash the day is coming to an end once again. Most days, it could be said, are generally like that. Some days, however, are so far removed from the…
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Size Matters
There was no way the settee would fit through the door. The delivery man was certain of it. There was absolutely no way that it would go in through the window, so he dismissed that idea immediately. He couldn’t believe that he had been given this job. The settee was a giant. A mammoth thing…
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The Road to Meringue (Part Three)
Sometimes, days are just plain sailing. Up early(ish), breakfasted, dressed, and out and on with the rest of the day, and in what seems like a flash the day is coming to an end once again. Most days, it could be said, are generally like that. Some days, however, are so far removed from the…
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Embrace
Arms wrapped tightly around me, the embrace was comforting; welcome. It’s been a while since I’ve been this close to anyone. I wanted the moment to last just a little longer… actually, forever! I wrapped my arms around a little tighter as well, I was holding on for all my life. My heart was beating…