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holden
Summer
It took him a little while to be open to the idea of going out in the middle of a water minefield, but he eventually decided he could dig it. Can I just add that Mt. Juliet’s Splash Day at Charlie Daniels Park is adorable? We had all kinds of super nice church folk coming up to us and giving us water and icy pops all day long. I got warm fuzzies while eating a…
Bitchy McComplainsalot health
The lost July
I’ve not been well since July 2. I don’t know what specifically is ailing me but it’s a little like the mystery bug that got me in 2009 that no one ever could diagnose. (Sans hives. So far.) I’m on a second round of antibiotics and I’m still prone to coughing fits. And headaches. It took Holden down too, and his teacher and some classmates. Whatever it is is no joke and has been hanging…
I hate/love nature photography
Curled up, not asleep
When you get close enough to one of these things, you can see how much they look like some kind of alien cyborg with brightly colored armor. And they just look mean.
I hate/love nature photography
Tiny prayers
This little dude was just hanging out on the knob of the rocking chair the other day.
I hate/love nature
Skeeter time, and the living is sucky
Holden and I are both covered in mosquito bites. I catch him sitting there with a puzzled look on his face, scratching the little red bumps on his legs, wondering why on earth such an annoying sensation would be happening and not going away. You got my blood, kid. Sorry. In addition to the ones on my legs and arms, I’ve got three of them on my back. My back! The small part, where the…
randomosity
Friday flower No. 19
I picked up a couple of pots of really wilty, dead-looking dianthus on the clearance rack of Lowe’s a month or so ago, and am happy to say I have not killed the plants further, but have in fact coaxed a bloom, a single bloom!, out of what used to be yellowed foliage. Huzzah.
music
Bluesy Sunday
The weather is just nice enough not to level you when you walk outside, which means you should turn these songs up as loud as you can and strut around in the yard with a strong beverage of your choice in one hand and the sticky-skinned lover of your choice in the other. Richard Johnston — “Miss Maebelle”
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