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Jan.05.2014
Have you noticed the new trend is not to talk about New Year's Resolutions? We have goals, or a bucket list of challenges for 2014. I guess I was ahead of the curve. I stopped making resolutions in 12th grade, but I do tend to take stock and try to incorporate new ideas. Here's this year's...
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Jan.05.2014
We are a few days into the new year, and I've had time to reflect on the lessons learned in 2013:   ~ Letting Go: I made the decision to loosen my tight grip on my financial universe. It was a burden that had weighed me down for the last six years. A perfect storm of prolonged unemployment,...
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Jan.05.2014
Birds call one anotheracross the river~Their chatterdoes not disturb the cattlemunching hay in the muddy barnyard. © annettealaine-2014
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Jan.02.2014
Velvet darknesssurrounds the woodsas we walk home. Woodsmoke fills the air,scent of burning woodand decaying leavescrushed under footmixed with briny marsh. Walking back in time~to a land, long forgotten. © annettealaine-2014
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Dec.26.2013
Cold feet nestled between your warm ones, as we settle in for a long winter's nap. © annettealaine-2013
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Dec.25.2013
Christmas changes in its look and traditions are set aside as children outgrow Santa, but there are still so many new traditions and memories to create. My three are past the age of Santa, but watching them discover the pure joy of giving is special, too. The carefully chosen gifts, whether...
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Dec.20.2013
Caro wanted her first Christmas with Randy to be perfect. He would be shipping out in the new year. Caro had been so lucky. Randy had been just across the river training and drilling with his ship mates, but the war in the Pacific was heating up and Mr. Roosevelt needed to rebuild Naval power...
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Dec.18.2013
Morning star fading as moon keeps watch waiting for the sun to rise and shine. © annettealaine-2013
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Dec.16.2013
There is something special about the evening sky in December. It isn't a coincidence that the color of Advent is a rich blue-violet. The sky this early evening is deep sapphire, as the deep rose color along the horizon slowly fades, and the evening star appears.  To the east, the full moon...
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Dec.15.2013
I woke to the sound of rain on the roof. The first rain we've received in weeks. Part of me wished for snow, after all, it is December and so close to Christmas. But, this is Florida and our precipitation is rarely frozen. I spent part of yesterday raking leaves, while others shoveled snow. My...
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Dec.14.2013
It was a familiar feeling. The lump of disappointment left her throat aching and a bitter aftertaste as it settled in her gut. She didn't know why she continued to get her hopes so high. She should know by now. Nothing turns out the way she expected.  The day had started with a promise~ she...
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Dec.10.2013
The phone rang at the office. "Good afternoon, Our Lady of the River Church. This is Lindy, how can I help you? "Hello, hello, is anyone there? George I don't know if this is a live person or one of them dang answering  machines, HELLO?" "Hello? Ma'm this is Lindy. May I help you?" "Oh, yes....
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Dec.08.2013
The new haircut was so radical, she did not recognize her own face in the mirror. Her hairdresser called it "modern" and "fresh." It was definitely not her usual shoulder length bob. The haircut made her uncomfortable in her own skin. She was plain Jane. Jane with the mousy brown hair. Jane with...
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Dec.06.2013
Anne opened the Advent calendar window for December 5th.  Twenty more days till Christmas. Today was the day the class was going to choose a name from Santa's hat. Anne hoped she would pick her secret crush Jack Jennings. Jack had blonde hair that fell into his eyes and a crooked grin. He once...
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Dec.01.2013
Anne sat on the steps and peeked through the banister rails.  Daddy was grunting and pulling the tree through the front door. Momma stood near the front window ready with the tree stand. Momma held the tree while Daddy twisted the screws on the stand. Then he jumped up,  "There, it's...
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