Snowy Squirrels Yes, I understand they are closely related to a family, of less than desirable, pest; but how can you look at scurrying squirrels, and not find them adorable? These are all enjoying bounty provided by both God and man! He found a perfect perch Feasting on red berries ...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ The Letter by Emile Meyer For the first time in six hundred years, the the College of Cardinals gather in Rome, to select the next Pope, without the loss of the previous head,...
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Ever Since by Archibald MacLeish What do you remember thinking back? What do you think of at dusk in the slack Evening when the mind refills With the cool past as a well fills in Darkness from forgotten rains? Do you think of walking in the all-night train, The curtains drawn, the...
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The Bushong Farm and Homestead A Part of the Virginia Civil War Museum We spotted the Bushong Farm, off of the freeway, and decided to pull over to see what we might see. It was late in the afternoon, and time did allow for us to tour the Virginal Civil War Museum,...
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Sweet Williams I love Sweet Williams; they are one of my favorite cut flowers. I have had little luck in growing this member of the dianthus family. I came across this bed at a Cracker Barrel Restaurant, where we had stopped for bite of lunch. I do so love pink flowers! ...
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Fresh Chopped Salad This salad, or some variation of it, is a staple in our house. A chopped salad is the ideal make ahead dish, whether you are preparing for a dinner party, looking for a dish to take to a pot-luck, or preparing for a relaxing weekend, where all you want to...
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A New Mexican View When driving across the United States, I often have a moment, usually on some long stretch of barren wilderness, where I imagine what it was like to leave a fine home in Boston or Philadelphia or Richmond and head west, in the 1800’s. I think about those brave...
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To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~ An Interlude by William Sergeant Kendall The artist has painted his wife, Margaret, who looks away from him, along with one of his three daughters. Margaret holds a book, which she is attempting...
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My Mother’s Chicken and Rice Mother frying plantains at Roxanne and David’s — Chicken and Rice screams out of for fried bananas! My Mother loved to entertain. We would often, especially as we got older, joke about the people she would invite to her dinner parties, people who in our mind had...
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Schotzie My Mother and her dog, Schotzie with a picture of my Mother and Father imposed on the bottom. My Mother loved animals, all animals and all of nature — from a beautiful beach to a scurrying chipmunk. Growing up, whenever possible, we would have a dog, but she also fed the...
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