DRESS FOR SUCCESS I’d been to T.J. Max. For sheets. Not any old sheet. No, huge flat sheets. Outsize king size flat sheets. To make a fitted bottom sheet for THAT bed. I didn’t find any and I was running late. Four shops down and two still to go. Beetling down...
THOSE WERE THE DAYS The other morning a stunningly beautiful woman sat in the pew in front of me After mass I had to tell her how gorgeous she was. And as women do, a lengthy conversation with laughter and anecdotes shared, followed. Somewhere along the line I said:...
NEW GROWTH ON OLD WOOD I first encountered a crepe myrtle tree in the spring of 2004 in Maryland. It was in full bloom and I could only stare and stare and stare some more. A vibrant shocking pink. Not the Metamucil kind. Or even Candy Floss. Oh no. This was an...
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