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Monthly Archives: February 2019
Dashed Hopes and Miracles
The long-awaited nurse’s cap and graduation brochure from my mother’s 1937 registered nurses’ graduation had finally arrived. But wait! The size was odd. Perhaps my sister had downsized and included an electric keyboard without telling me? What had my sister … Continue reading
Caterpillars, Climbing Trees, Children
Who knew our daughter would miss her childhood memories of climbing that birch tree? Neighborhood friends used to join in collecting the caterpillars from the tree. It was not a particularly tall nor difficult one to climb. There were comfortable … Continue reading
Fierce Winds Blow
Tuckets heralded the long-awaited arrival. Birds chirped and flitted from branch to branch. Spring, however, had to bow once more to Old Man North Wind. What did I spy this morning? The tree. The tree brought back to life some … Continue reading
Posted in bird seed house, decay, fallen tree branch, North Wind, spring
Tagged birds chirping, Old Man North Wind, planting new trees, sadness, tuckets
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Him
Frozen Silence Frost this morning covers the ground, hides my tears. No longer hear his shoes on the hardwood floors after work. Life at a standstill. Trying to recall him on the piano keys. Gone some time now. Too cold … Continue reading
Posted in frozen ground, him
Tagged life, piano keys, rmembering him, shoes on hardwood floors, standstill, tears
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