Elizabeth Harvey doinmything67
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Leon.
Once in a lifetime, if you’re lucky, and all of the stars line up, and the horse gods allow it, you are gifted the one horse. The one horse in your life that literally gallops in to save you. The… Continue reading
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I Got It—-They Didn’t
I haven’t been here. I am still not here. I think I go away a little each time I am put under for a surgery and the person who comes back is the one I am supposed to rediscover and… Continue reading
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Fall
Wind whips like the lion of March ( It is October) tossing leaves like trash among the dusty, brown grass shriveled from months of drought … like listless souls of waterless, hopeless bits brittle remnants left from days of heat… Continue reading
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It’s Here, That Age
When I was a little girl, I remember my Gram having random days of crying, and each time I would ask, she would say that someone had died. Inevitably it was one of her dear friends or one of her… Continue reading
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She’s 85
My Mom has Alzheimer’s Disease. She has for many, many years and we just didn’t talk about it. In fact, we didn’t talk about it so much that people were pretty surprised when they found out. My Grandmother had it… Continue reading
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Caught Up
Do you get caught up? I sure do! I get caught up in all kinds of things! I recently got caught up in sour dough videos! I was thinking that in some parallel universe, I, yep me, would bake these… Continue reading
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Time for a Reminder
Alright, Chickens! Time for your reminder! In the past week people have gone back to showing their true colors again. It is not good, so I am going to recount some rather bad behavior and tell you why you should… Continue reading
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Nothing, Darling
I remember my Gram sitting and smiling a lot. She would sit and look at us and just smile and I would always ask her what she was smiling about and she would say “nothing, Darling. I just love you”.… Continue reading
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If You Only Knew
Edit! I had to revisit this. My original post had some serious gaps in it. My brain was running and my fingers and phone weren’t. It’s still a tough one for me to tie up neatly, so thank you for… Continue reading
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I Believe in….You
I get distracted. Not just by squirrels, but by daily fires and life. I write when I have a thought. I’m laughing writing that, and I think that I must only “think” something that hits me about once a week!!… Continue reading