Tag Archives: Fall

All the leaves are brown …

… and the sky is gray, I’ve been for a walk, On a Winter’s day. The opening part of this song [“California Dreamin’” by The Mamas & the Papas] just tells it like it is on a gray and cold … Continue reading

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Home Sweet Home.

Yesterday at this time, I was glad to be home, hunkered down in the house, fingers flying over the keyboard while the ping of freezing rain was hitting the windows.  It was an ugly and gray day, which began with … Continue reading

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Marsh Madness.

Of course, at first glance, you thought why is Linda writing about the college hoops frenzy known as “March Madness” … I sure do wish it was the month of March instead of just sliding into the tail end of … Continue reading

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Leaves leave me peeved sometimes.

On the last day of this four-day holiday weekend, I was outside scooping up wet and slimy leaves and pruning rosebushes.  I mumbled my apologies to the rosebushes about my tardiness in attending to them, blaming not myself, but Mother … Continue reading

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Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat …

Our Southeast Michigan weather is so fickle … today it will climb to 48 degrees F, and it has been raining off and on all day.  On Thanksgiving, I trekked around Council Point Park for six miles, and, when I … Continue reading

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Fat-Bottomed Squirrels.

I originally planned to call this post “Do all those peanuts make my butt look big?” but, with the recent release of the movie about the rock group Queen, I’ve been hearing snippets of their greatest hits – one of … Continue reading

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Today was “National Take a Hike Day” …

… so I did just that! I added six more miles onto my 2018 tally, leaving me only 41 more miles to go before I reach my goal. You’re saying to yourself “well why was Linda worried about meeting her … Continue reading

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