Archive | January, 2011

In Spite of Ourselves…

January 30, 2011

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Diary:  Goats have odd eyes.  Piercing, indifferent, detached.  The horns only add to their cynical demeanor.  So this one goat is staring at me.  I stopped the car because he wouldn’t move.  Yellow lines and my car’s grill are at one time reflected by its steely glare.  He’s sizing me up and playing it cool.  But, something was […]

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The Undercurrent of Our Natures

January 26, 2011

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Diary:  Forrest Gump was at our door again this morning.  He was apparently down on his luck and seeking food.  He often does that.  I believe he views the entire neighborhood as his own domain and feels rightfully justified to enter all our homes.  Of course, he’s quite pleasant about it.  Being quick with friendly overtures, I don’t […]

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On the Outskirts of Eternity…

January 23, 2011

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Diary: Southern sun and cold temperatures make strange friends.  Limbs are scattered about the yard; casualties of the latest bout of ice and snow.  No vestiges of fall remain.  The windblown piles of leaves and the brown skeletons of garden plantings speak of their recent fullness.  We have sure hope of new growth, but it […]

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