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Jan.04.2012
In 2012, I hope to better understand the modern day deviant...not just the 'grab and run' idiot but the 'murderer who absolutely believes he or she won't get caught', as there seems to be a flurry of crimes in our modern civilized world that often need intervention and interpretation of evidence. I...
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Dec.23.2011
When I overheard my older child explain the non-existance of Santa to his younger brother, I knew that there was nothing more for me to add to the conversation. My all-knowing older child explained the fun of pretending to believe in the story of Santa...like all the other kids did. My sons'...
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Dec.15.2011
Nothing makes the holiday more fun than the actual sound of Santa and his reindeer galloping across your rooftop above a room full of excited children going balistic as we realize that we had better skidaddle and let the big, fat man do his job. We knew he'd have some trouble getting down our...
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Feb.02.2011
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  I had lost my eldest son, my first baby... born on an island, far out at sea. But, I have the Funerary Urn that holds him now, close by me. I have the book I wrote that enabled me to laugh again, because I had forgotten how to laugh, after he died. During his illness, my son was sure that...
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Oct.21.2010
I will write about the time I won a scholarship to a writing school for one month at the Summer School of the Arts in Qu'Appelle Valley, instructed by Ken Mitchell of Regina, Saskatchewan. During  the qualifying interview, we sat in a dimmly lit room where he revealed scarry things about me and my...
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Oct.09.2010
Cycladic Goddess
I am providing here, a visual account of my life as an artist. It is in reproduction form on an a variety of gift and personal items. I never thought I would do this sort of comercialization of my imagery, but I changed my mind. I'm older today than yesterday. Things change. http://www.zazzle.com/...
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Jul.28.2010
My poor mom thought she had to poo, so the nurse settled her overburdened pregnant body on the toilet and what do you know...there I was having my first look at what I thought was vast ocean and an incredible echo that resonated around the world as I wailed forth my first cry. When my small,...
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Jul.14.2010
  Being physically different is not so important as being courageous enough to exhibit faithfulness to one's own mental ability to strive, showing diligently that one is alive, human and willing to step beyond one's own predicament and share and care for one's fellow human beings. In doing so...
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Jan.08.2010
It all began with the telling of a few silly stories to my teenage son, Seumas, who was dying of cancer. He laughed endlessly at my somewhat embellished childhood recollections, then begged me to write a book. It was 1997..... fifteen years since I had begun working as a visual artist. I closed my...
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Dec.26.2009
  Instead of Turkey Gravy for a Holiday Stuffing: Just mix 1/2 cp. of Liquid or 1 Package Dry Alfredo Sauce Mix into enough Water or Cooked Bird Juice to make a tasty alternative gravy. Still add the usual Poultry Seasoning or equivalent Dry Herbs (Thyme, Rosemary and Oregano). No added Salt...
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Dec.26.2009
  In lightly greased baking dish mix 1/2 jar of Mincemeat with 1 can of Apple Pie Filling. Add 1/2 cp. Iranian Sour Cherries, 1/2 cp. Candied Dried Fruit and 1/4 cp. Bran. Splash with Vanilla or your favorite Liqueur or Brandy. Sprinkle with Allspice, Nutmeg, Cardomom and Cinnamon. Stir in 2...
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Dec.16.2009
  When you stare into Your willow pond at night   And, see minnows quivering, Lilies floating,   And, dragonflies hovering; When you find nothing missing,   Not even the subtle reflections Of the stars above;   Then it's time to take a walk. Begin a pilgrimage   Of...
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Dec.09.2009
Mother with her precious gold Quivering in her feeble age, Quietly waits on her Death bed Dreaming dreams that make her cry, Listening to the icy winds rush by. At the top of a frozen hill Frigid hands are rushing Through her twisted hair. She’s old and yet more golden Than a...
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Dec.09.2009
Curled up in my woolen shirt And hand-woven plaid skirt,   I peer at the thin trace Of sun on a passing face.   I smell the thyme and rosemary Cooking with the lamb and sherry,   And wonder, as I taste the stew, Where is the winter keeping you?   Perhaps you sport a furry hat,...
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Dec.05.2009
Must make note of this newly discovered way to jazz up the flavor, texture and healthiness of Dr. Oetker's organic boxed Cake Mix. Add: -1/2 cup bran -1/2 cup grated brocolli, carrots or zucchini -1/2 cup candied x-mas fruit -3 cubes (thawed) frozen or 3 teaspoons grated fresh ginger -few good...
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