OK, I'm getting older--which is better than 'not'--but it affects my memory.
After I posted the "I love crickets" post, it stuck me I might have written about them before. I searched my blogs and found I wrote about tinnitus in April and August and now in October.
I shouldn't be telling you the same thing multiple times (like Bern tells me I do to her....)
I'll get off crickets, promise.
And sorry (which I always tell Bern too....)
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- Home
- The girls...
- The moon, the moon....
- Frank
- Why email is a bad idea
- The worst news ever....
- A lot like work
- The 'collar' and 'cross' thing
- My Aunt Elsie
- Mary died
- Bye, Joe...We knew you well....
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- Kale
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- How time flies
- a bridge too far...
- The Washington Retreat Center
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- home again
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- An apology
- I love crickets
- fried apples and grits
- "Workshop mode"
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About Me
- Under The Castor Oil Tree
- some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.
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