Easter, Huck Finn Style

Easter easily rivals Christmas as our daughter’s top holiday, and after 11 years I finally get why. For our typically timid introvert, Easter calls forth her adventure-seeking, treasure-hunting side that thrills to conquer dangerous wilds of home and yard. Transformed into an egg-hunting, basket-wielding, clue-finding tracker in the blooming terrain of spring, she pursues with pleasure the delights ...
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Boogie Down

She was dancing with abandon, wild and free outside David’s World Cycle when I caught a glimpse of her. Five or six years old, she boogied the most creative and crazy jig imaginable, oblivious to the world passing by. Arms swinging, she was sideways jumping, twisting and hopping, blond hair flying, her face a mix of intense concentration ...
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Celebrate Your Differences

We’re thinking of building a backyard deck. He said, "It’s a lot of money." She said, "It’s going to be great to dance on." He said, "Pressure treated lumber is the best material.” She said, “Let’s follow the tree line and make it octagonal.” He said, "It’s no small task, you know." She said, “I know.” He bought ...
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New Year New Story

A reader recently wrote and asked, “How should we live life to the fullest? What do we do?” I love the questing in these questions, the desire to act and move, to stamp the earth with footprints now, not later. I can hardly wait to dialogue, and I wish it could be in person. As I begin ...
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The Delight of December

The scene was set even before Thanksgiving with colorful catalogs in the mail, pre-orders placed for Douglas Firs and glittering decorations popping up in our favorite stores on the Drive. It was a tantalizing peek at December’s opening night and my holiday-loving spirit could barely be contained. Like an eager theatre-goer just a short distance from the stage ...
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An Invitation

I just blew out the flame atop my long wooden match savoring immensely the lingering scent of smoke. I swirl the matchstick round and round in the air urging the very last tendrils to waft a little longer for the extended pleasure of the moment, and I smile deeply breathing in Fall. Pumpkin spice scents the air from ...
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