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Archive for May, 2007

Yesterday was the birthday of the most spectacular man in the world. He is so spectacular that I didn’t want to take a minute from him to write about him — work had already stolen enough minutes in the day from both of us.
This man is the most handsome man. He is dark and handsome. [...]

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Dirty

I feel so dirty. And it feels so good. I’ve been out in the garden all afternoon, trying to give shape to its natural unruliness. New begonias sit under the maple tree in the front yard. The sunlight dances across their young leaves. They are very glad to get in the ground. They had outgrown [...]

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A Confession

I have a confession, my friends. I, Elizabeth Turnbull, the self-proclaimed vegetarian, ate a hot dog on Saturday. Yes, a hot dog. Well, actually, not a hot dog. I ate two hot dogs. That’s right — two. With ketchup and mustard. And they were big and juicy. And I don’t even feel a little bit [...]

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Peonies

I do believe she wrote this about my peonies. How kind of her.
Peonies
by Mary Oliver
This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready
to break my heart
as the sun rises,
as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers

and they open -
pools of lace,
white and pink -
and all day the black ants climb over [...]

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Is old enough to be her grandmother but cooler than all her other girlfriends
Knows how to use sequins with style from head to toe
Keeps her toes perfectly painted
Is missing a toenail and has dozens of sparkling sandles to show it off
Wears orange lipstick and can get away with it
Wears moomoos with flair
Throws her head back [...]

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Sorry, folks…I haven’t been locked in a dungeon or traveling to far off lands or anything else that would make a really good excuse for not posting recently. No, I have simply been trying to compose a post that I can’t seem to write.
Miss Mary Todd, my dearest friend, surrogate grandmother, and all around [...]

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