Author: Carrie Dalby
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Ice
This morning frost covered the grass and the bird baths were iced over- up to 1/8 of an inch around the rim. All the other cold nights this month only produced some frost on the rooftops. There was even a glittering layer of ice crystals on the canvas of the folding chair on the front […]
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"Wouldn’t it Be Nice"
I put the title in quotes because I’m mentally signing that song. Mentally, so as not to create noise pollution. Wouldn’t it be nice to get a whole new wardrobe every month? To pass on the discarded clothes to others and refill the drawers and hanging spaces in your room with a complete new assortment […]
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Week After Christmas
Writing Exercise, edited for privacy: The Week after Christmas Adapted from the classic poem written by Clement Moore ‘Twas the week after Christmas and all through the room the natives were restless, awaiting the moon. Stockings, once hung on the fish tank with care, caused the oscar to wonder why they’re still there. Toys and […]
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Belated "Turkey Blog"
I wrote this on Thanksgiving and posted it to my Facebook page. Thought it would be a good place to start with my Blog on here. When I do post, I’ll most likely shorten names for privacy reasons, but those who truly know me will most liekly be able to tell who it is I’m […]
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