Monthly Archives: December 2020

2020

Looking back on the year with 2020 vision…or 2020 hindsight. I made a decision to keep this space free of politics and other unpleasantness. As usual, with any decision I have ever made, I am not sure I made the right one. I work at a medical clinic and...

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Christmas

It was a quiet Christmas this year. On Christmas Eve, I headed out to Navarro Beach, passing the mill superintendent’s house and Captain Fletcher’s Inn, remembering what a great time Megan and I had at Navarro by the Sea Day a couple of years ago. Arriving at the beach,...

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Memories

It’s probably not surprising that I am looking toward Christmas Past rather than Christmas Present, which is basically a non-event, though there are a few presents under my tree. When I was a girl, our tree was always a real one, since we had our own grove of pine...

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Mirror

Mirror Image When I first brought Dodge home, he took one look at Clyde and it was love at first sight. Clyde isn’t much of a fighter, but he hissed at the interloper, defending his territory as most cats will do. Dodge took it in stride, and you could...

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Lights

Looks like I jinxed my favorite ornament by posting a picture of it. I’m sorry to report that it is no more, just like the favorite ornament Clyde broke a few years ago. We’ll always have Paris? I came downstairs one morning to find that the cats had knocked...

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Date?

The local message boards have been having fun lately. It all started with a message with “Today’s Date Is?” in the subject line, with nothing in the body of the message. That set off some pretty creative and amusing replies: 1. Today’s date is Medjool. Medjool is a large,...

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Trickle

I’m no plumbing expert, or, as you know, even remotely handy, but it was obvious even to me that having a merry little stream rippling out from your kitchen tap was not a good idea. Rather than try to explain the little brook that had suddenly sprung up, I...

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Sparkly

I usually put up the Christmas tree the first Saturday in December, and take it down on Twelfth Night, aka the Saddest Day of the Year. One’s house looks so sad and empty once the holiday cheer has been removed, in the midst of the midwinter darkness, to (snow/rain)...

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