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My daughter and I are back to school shopping. We sweep through the big red-framed doors into Target, into the coolness and light and open space that smells like newness and popcorn mingled together. We stop for a cart and I take off long-striding into the...
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Oh, I’m tired. I returned Sunday from a 48 hour retreat at Mariawald Retreat Center. I hope to share more about the experience in the coming weeks, but for now, I’m tired. Who knew there could be so much labor involved in retreat? ...
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This fellow lived on a potted plant on our porch one summer. The husband and four year old have been desperate to catch a Praying Mantis, so much so that I was praying we might find one on our walk after lunch today (my ulterior motive was that I wanted to be the...
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This is the third in a three-part series of posts on bugs. Don’t miss the first two!...
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This is part 2 of a three part series of posts on bugs. Click here to read other posts in this series. * * * * * * I’m not a fan of bugs, by which I mean that I would have nothing, and I mean...
