WhirlyQ

Forty-one years ago I was born.
This is for me:

 p.s. I have had a really good day.

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This is the green marsh I was talking about:

This is also one of the last images captured by my trusty old Sony F707 (5MP) digital camera. It has served me well. Images from that camera were featured in my solo photo exhibit this winter. Dex gave me that camera for my birthday the summer Davey […]

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Now that it’s been several hours, my back muscles are tightening into bands of pain. The ribs beneath are pushing back in protest in their tender, bruised state. Right elbow is whimpering for attention but hey, you’re only abraded, you’ll live. Right calf (ext.), the early troublemaker, is soldiering on. It’s the back. From neck […]

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I am sitting here feeling like there is something very important I have neglected to be mindful of as an adult woman. That is, that I have lost track of an essential truth, a stance, a definition of what being a woman in this world means to me, of how I envisioned it would be, […]

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I find myself being drawn lately to things that never held much interest for me before. Like tennis… why am I suddenly slightly curious about what’s going on at Wimbleton? I’ve never had anything against tennis, I’ve just never followed it professionally. But now it seems a little interesting. Maybe because we picked up four kid-sized […]

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I am all over the place this morning. For some reason I can’t get my head wrapped around the day. I am off track and the trains (four of them, small, loud, demanding trains) that usually run wildly but in some semblance of order were derailing all over the place this morning. Dex suggested it […]

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I’m sitting here at my desk with a headful of L’Oreal Espresso hair color (shhh, our little secret), listening to Bob Dylan and Green Day on my mP3 player and trying to get my head in artist mode. In a few hours I will have my reception for my solo photography exhibit. This is my […]

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Today my snow-encrusted mailbox held a wonderous thing: my first paycheck as a published author.
<and this is where the chorus bursts into song and the heavens shine down their golden rays upon me>
It’s not a lot of money, but it’s money, real honest to betsy monetary funds which I have received in exchange for my […]

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I owe about a dozen people email messages. I should be wrapping the gifts I need to get in the mail. Or chipping away at the mountain of stuff I have for the kids. I should be working on titles for my images for the exhibit. Or selecting the final image or two for the […]

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One of the reasons I was at my doctor’s this week was because of some bothersome physical symptoms. Of what? Nothing has been horribly wrong, no major pain, just things have not been feeling right for several months.
Then suddenly I’m late.
Hey, no big deal, right? After all, Dex and I both took measures - personal, […]

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