Driving on a hilly road
Under railroad bridges
While my almost two year old son
Yells quack and
Smiles expectantly
Waiting
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The truth is in the context. My context involves packing lunches, pushing vegetables, making beds, washing clothes, lots of singing and dancing, and pretending to hunt Bison. This blog is where I report my truth ... often in verse, seldom in rhyme, and never meant to be vocalized.
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November
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- Christmas is Coming
- Thanksgiving Squash
- honesty can be tricky
- Getting Lucky
- Deep Thoughts
- Naked Train
- Light
- the first event of the christmas season
- True Love
- Winston Churchill and Gummy Vitamins
- Nightime in November
- Hand Washing
- she put on his shoes today
- not not
- Responsibility
- Aspic
- Thirty Feet
- Parental Privilege
- ruminations on my father-in-law's 67th birthday
- Alone
- Evaluation
- George Lee Anderson
- Herding Cats
- My lunch
- first hint of colder weather
- I am here
- The Day After Halloween
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