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Beyond Dunderdrone

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Oh for heaven’s sakes! Are there dunderheads running the world now? Their magic tricks and deception play like a...

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The Vaquita Porpoise

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People are wearing things. They’re sporting blue bracelets and outrageous tattoos and bald heads or beards or flags or...

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Horton is a Hoot

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And so it was that Moe was standing half-way down my walkway with his cellphone in hand. I like...

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Spectacle

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There are two types of people in this world: the introspectors and the exospectors. Well… there are actually three...

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Salty Tires

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The person next door to me built a monster-like home. It towers over me like a deep purple, well…...

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A flare for the traumatic

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It was too cold. That’s all I’m saying. It has been a long and rather temperate summer and these...

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Cedar Potpourri

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At the front of my hovel is a cedar bush long overgrown now. The birds love this bush and...

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Only Whales should be in Pods

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And so, I had my cup of coffee and the cat was fed and the morning looked grimly cloudy...

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Turning Technology

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Now, I could write about the way the leaves on the maples are beginning to fall without that cold...

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The Play of the Monster Makers

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Some days the wind is soft like the fur of a kitten on your cheek, a purr, a whiskered...

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Of Cabbages and Things

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Now, I was looking at the cabbage. It was $7.29. It is true. The cabbage, a tiny little thing...

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Bosch - The Garden of Earthly Delights (wikimedia)

Hungry Landscapers

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Some days we wake up in dream memory of a Gainsborough landscape with the soft light promise of a...

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Peace is Just a Word

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So I was watching the UN Security Council Emergency Meeting on the situation in the Middle East and I...

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Moths in the rain

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I am left now with only Frederick the racoon at the window. He has stopped scratching at the handle...

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The man on the stage

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Here is some unsolicited advice from an old woman living in the wilderness of Canada. I mean well. There...

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The Scuppering

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And so the Puppet Masters smiled. Now children, it is not difficult. Not difficult at all. There’s this thing...

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Story Time at the Old Folk’s Home

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Now Gertrude the Grizzled had had a life of high adventure not the least because she chose it but...

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Progress and Potatoes

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Please note this is a humour piece which is not something people may want to read depending on the...

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Damage is a Given

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The heavy rains are rich with life in the Spring. Even when the lilacs have died and the wafting...

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Whistling in the Dark

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In the morning, the bobolink sings. It always heartens me—listening to the morning chorus of creatures waking up to...

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