Tag: photo
member name: dianne j.
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March 16, 2008 11:55 AM EDT --
The very first memoir piece I wrote was for an assignment in the very first memoir-writing class I took. We were told to write about our childhood home. And thus began my career as an amateur memoir writer. . . .
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January 25, 2008 09:50 PM EST --
Last June, we took my mother on a cruise on the Michigan Princess, a faux paddle wheel steamboat that toodles up and down the Grand River (past our house as a matter of fact). We also took three of . . .
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July 23, 2008 02:21 PM EDT --
This is in response to Kathryn's beautiful picture of red, red roses.
Roses
Red, red roses
Climbing the wrought iron
Woven in ornate rungs of white
Calling passers-by with color . . .
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June 15, 2008 02:34 AM EDT --
My father died in 1993 and after all of these years, he is still an enigma to me. I look back over the years and I see a man who was uncommonly generous and uncompromisingly selfish. Generous in spirit . . .
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October 26, 2009 11:46 AM EDT --
Since I have no time for walks or writing this autumn, I am reposting this photo essay about a walk I took last year during fall's last , glorious days.
Mother Nature has seen fit to bestow . . .
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January 28, 2008 06:07 PM EST --
Today, I did something I never do in winter -- I took a walk. If you know me at all, you know that winter is my least favorite time of year. Yes, I do find winter to be quite beautiful in a cold and . . .
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