jennieprater

Succulent tofu-on-a-stick. Organic!

My children and I knew him only as "Thomas," and we saw him several times a week at daily Mass at St. Vincent de Paul before we switched parishes last year. He was the quintessential gruff old man with the heart of gold. We really loved him. But I had no idea he was a pcommer and well known in the community! We are sad to see him go. I am going to try to make it to the funeral tomorrow night if I can make alternative plans for my children's Wednesday night activities.

This is one of my favorite poems. I love how it describes the passage of time--in hours, years, and epochs--in the rotation of the earth. I always think of it this time of year. I hope you enjoy it, too. You, Andrew Marvell by Archibald MacLeish And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth’s noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night To feel creep up the curving east The earthy chill of dusk and slow Upon those under lands the vast And ever climbing shadow grow And strange at Ecbatan the trees Take leaf by leaf the

My friend Lee Tuck, at First Fence, knows everything about fences! Plus he is very honest and reliable. Here is his info: http://www.firstfence.com/bios/.

We always use a few drops of apple cider vinegar. It changes the Ph in your ear, creating an environment unsuitable for whatever shouldn't be living there.

I like it, PraiseThee! Keep on writing!

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Sorry for your loss. I will pray for you. G