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that voice

Like an itch in my psyche, your insults taunt me. In truth, am I that abhorrent? Niggling accusations, crippling judgments, peripheral flashes of forgotten shame… That and more, you say. We’ve only scratched the surface. I really hate the sound … Continue reading

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boot camp

break with precision grind sharp edges to conform redefine wholeness Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Numbers: Anything with Numbers on It

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The kinda big Reveal

Last year I took part in the Blogging from A to Z Challenge using a secondary blog that I was maintaining at the time. The challenge, as described on the A to Z site, is, “Can you post every day … Continue reading

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Change is Afoot; Change is Ahead

Two years ago I began a blog about my favorite pastime, stained glass. In my first post, I indicated that the blog, Glass Manifestations, would be about: “glass (sort of) because working with glass is how I do a lot … Continue reading

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Weekend Coffee Share 9/17/16

  If we were having coffee, you might ask why I haven’t been posting a whole lot lately. I would tell you I hadn’t really noticed until today, but it’s probably for the best that I post when I have … Continue reading

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If we were having coffee… 4/2/16

  If we were having coffee, I would most likely be the one sitting quietly, listening intently, and secretly thanking the gods of social interaction for having someone else here willing to carry the conversation. At the inevitable lull, when … Continue reading

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Auld Lang Syne (and all that)

I’m not a big fan of strolling down memory lane, and yet the end of the year seems to oblige one to contemplate upon “times gone by.” I don’t intend to take that auld lang stroll through my memorable moments of … Continue reading

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