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Jun 27

What I learned at my sister’s house

Louis and I spent a few days at my sister’s house last week while she and her family were on vacation. Ostensibly, I was there to feed the fish and take care of the boy’s two cats.    But they also have cable, which I don’t have, and unlimited internet.  So that’s nice.  And they’re in town, which cuts my commute in half. Not that it’s important, but they also have a pool.  Of course, none of those things effected my decision to stay.  I was simply there to feed the cats.  Oh…and the fish.  I’m just nice like that. continue reading…

Jun 25

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this used to be my town

When I was growing up, it wasn’t entirely unusual for my parents to randomly tell us how things had changed in our town.  We are a fairly settled family, with both of my parents having done their growing up in Fredericksburg or one of the surrounding counties.  We mostly all still live here, including aunts, uncles and cousins on both sides.  Every now and then we raise a wanderer, but it’s unusual.   So when my parents say the town has grown, they know firsthand what they’re talking about.

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Jun 23

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Hometown Tourist

It’s quite amazing that I left the house on my day off, but I did.

I should clarify:  I left the house and did not go to the grocery store or the dump.

Living in the country not only means trips to the dump; it also means I’m 30 or 40 minutes away from just about everything…which maybe shouldn’t deter me from getting out and about, but it does.  Since I was staying in town this week, I thought I would take the opportunity to do some hometown exploring.  Turns out I need a whole lot more than two days to get that done.  I guess I knew that, but I didn’t realize the scope of what I was missing until now. continue reading…

Jun 21

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Touching God Above Our Bridge

...Standing on our bridge, we would lean backwards over the railings, and with heads thrown back, we would take in this glory until I feared my heart would burst and spill itself out into the abyss...

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