In Our Own Backyard…Spring – or Twilight Zone?
May 1, 2013 in Pine Journal
I suddenly saw something whiz past out the corner of my eye. I wheeled in that direction and much to my surprise, I spotted a butterfly. A butterfly only one day after the snow had fallen so thickly we could hardly navigate!
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My cat has the munchies. Ever since we first got her as a tiny kitten at the Friends of Animals Shelter in Cloquet, Sunshine has seemed to have a fixation on eating.
There was simply nothing that could have happened to make their wedding weekend anything less than the beautiful celebration it was. After all, if life were without its little dramas, the things that really count wouldn’t be nearly as meaningful.
It’s a scenario that has likely played itself out in dozens of different ways in dozens of different communities after a team has suffered some sort of tragedy in their collective lives.
The little girl gingerly held out her index finger, the tip of which raged rosy red.
We awoke to the sound of doves cooing conversationally outside our window. The soft “whup, whup, whup” of the ceiling fan stirred the thin percale sheet that lay over us. And as I slid out of bed and into my sandals, I could already sense the heat of the day.
They say that playing make believe is one of those rites of passage in growing up though some of us never quite get there.
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