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May.21.2013
Caroline and Randy continued to see each other as Spring gave way to Summer.  The sweet jasmine faded, and the smell of the sweet grass baking in the sun often reminded Caro of Mamma's hot loaves of bread, brown and yeasty straight from the oven. Florida summers brought a new routine around...
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May.20.2013
Caroline and Randy came out of the movie theatre, and stood as the crowds milled around them. Caro was unsure of what to do next. Would they head back across the river? She was not ready for the evening to end. Randy gently cupped her elbow and steered her through the few people still lingering...
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May.19.2013
One week later, Randy pulled up in Caroline's front yard. His old pickup truck rattled over the dirt drive in front of the house. Caro came out on the porch, wiping her hands on her apron and quickly smoothing the loose tendrils of hair that stuck to her forehead. She and her mamma had been canning...
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May.19.2013
She walked self-consciously across the pine straw, a blueberry pie carried in front of her like an offering to the gods. She placed it on the table among the other cakes and pies, and breathed a sigh of relief. Walking with her head down, she nearly collided with a young man, who stood in...
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May.11.2013
Sitting on the porch with my face turned towards the sun. Behind my eyelids the there is light, and then darkness as a cloud passes over the sun I listen to the distant rumble of thunder as birds grow suddenly quiet. The breeze increases and the wind chimes are playing a frantic tune. I smell...
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May.11.2013
She emerged from the early evening shadows. Walking across the gas station parking lot. The pumps were unnaturally bright against the deep purple twilight. There was purpose in her stride and  sass  in her walk as she made her way across the lot. She wore a calico skirt, and dusty cowboy...
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May.07.2013
The soul is thick and dense, but hold it up and tiny pinpricks of light shine through~ each little hole a deep pain that love failed to heal. © annettealaine-2013
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May.05.2013
She was excited when the engraved invitation arrived in the mail. Her exile seemed interminable. Now a reprieve, a chance to step back into the circle she had walked away from, after the fall from grace.   In truth, the group had banished her, for the crime of betrayal. She broke the code of...
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May.03.2013
The rain continues to fall creating a gray curtain that provides a stark backdrop for the shiny, bright, green foliage that decorates my back garden. Flowers bend low under the weight of the continious moisture. They bow to nature's force, but still reveal their strong beauty. The cardinals quickly...
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May.02.2013
She stepped outside onto the soft, damp sand, and immediately looked towards the horizon~ bright, colorful hot air balloons were drifting lazily over the gray water. Each one a splash of bright color  against a pearl hued sky. She wanted to drift along in a balloon,  exploring new worlds...
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May.01.2013
Sunlight streams  through through beveled windows~ creating tiny rainbows  that dance across  the dark oak floors. Kitty is curled in the window seat, one eye on the cardinal perched in the dogwood tree calling to his mate. © annettealaine-2013
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Apr.28.2013
  My husband and I went to the "oldest city," St. Augustine, Florida Friday evening. It's a short drive from our home in Jacksonville, and we had a great time. After the community orchestra concert (he is artist in residence), we put on our comfy clothes and went walking. St. Augustine is a...
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Apr.22.2013
I'm going to share something profound I overheard yesterday at the Riverside Arts Festival. An artist was describing his work. He had an idea of merging clay with ceramics and glass. Those three elements cannot easily  meld together, and he spent four years testing and experimenting until he...
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Apr.19.2013
This phase is over, my work is done. Now time to discover, who I am,  and who I've become. © annettealaine-2013
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Apr.15.2013
You~ sold me, cajoled me, to give you my heart. For yours was hard, damaged, and in need of a transplant. So I gave you mine, freely~ no strings attached. And then you walked away with a jaunty wave, and left me empty and alone. © annettealaine-2013
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