ginnyannette - Honouree

ginnyannette

USA

The storyteller's life, one snippet at a time.

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about 1 year ago

It's Good to Know All Sorts of People “The deer died of strangulation.” It’s a weird statement to hear first thing in the morning. Life is weird though.

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over 2 years ago

Big Cypress vs. The Everglades We were starting to see billboards that read Airboats and Alligators! and a line from The Sound of Music kept running through my head. These

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over 2 years ago

I'll Take the Shortcut The ocean was angry, but probably not at the people standing in the parking lot in front of it with large signs. They said something about t

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over 2 years ago

Blood is Christmas Red All was entirely too quiet out there in the darkness. There was an odd smell in the air, sort of like how Sprite tastes, but combined with s

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over 2 years ago

Society Needs Parades and Critics Getting up at dawn on a Saturday morning to go hunt for parking is not one of my favorite things to do, but it has become a tradition that b

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over 2 years ago

You Don't Say I Love You To People That Aren't Family, Correct? “I love you!” a five-year-old boy sitting on the bench dressed in full karate uniform shouted out to his friend. His father’s forehead wrink

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almost 3 years ago

A Trip to D.C. - Monuments, Museums, and People that Aren't Horrid Birds were singing, and the sound of leaves swishing overhead made it impossible not to imagine yellow sweetgum leaves, and scarlet maples f

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about 3 years ago

There is no sadness is such a death, the bees seemed to buzz. Nothing to worry about, thought the honey bee, it’s just a dead human. He whizzed past my face without a care in the world. The longer I

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about 3 years ago

The Beer-Bellied Fundamentalist and I Three thick slices of banana bread went into the bag and off we went, as the sun was already getting too high. We found a nice spot next to

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about 3 years ago

Are We Dating The Same Guy? Facebook is going the way of the dodo. I can’t complain. I’ve been patiently waiting for the groups that I use on it to find their way to an

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about 3 years ago

Thunder Coming Out Of My Fingers I was standing on a chair in my living room holding a long thin branch with a piece of thread dangling off one end, attached to which was a

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about 3 years ago

Who Makes the First Move? Who Breaks the Treaty? I go out walkin’ after midnight Out in the starlight Just hopin’ you may be Somewhere a walkin’ after midnight Searchin' for me Patsy Clin

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about 3 years ago

Sometimes there is a magic to car problems, or maybe I am just an optimist. Sometimes there is a magic to car problems, or maybe I am just an optimist. On this particular occasion the magic I am referring to had to

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over 3 years ago

Sitting in a Field of Slow-Simmering Strawberries “Hurry up! You are going to miss your flight!” my son shouted as he took ahold of his sister’s arm and pulled her onward. Their outlines as

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over 3 years ago

Maybe She Has Finally Hit Rock Bottom Her long hair hung down around her shoulders like chunks of brown seaweed all dry and tangled on the beach. Her dark tanned face had a dista

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