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sometimes i feel like a normal person. after a day spent away in a nearby city, three of us drove to the grocery store and bought meat, potatoes, and a pineapple for me.  the boys were in charge of grilling the purchased meat and the girls made potatoes, filled a pitcher with water, and set the table in… Continue reading sometimes

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saw a inbox that’s full and wrote one in reply. watched apple crisp be made that’s now been eaten. glanced at a German workbook that went untouched. put a check next to the box for “exercise”. listened to frank sinatra. sang and did actions to “Peace Like A River” for the billionth time this summer. played games… Continue reading my day

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i took a walk today.  the sky was still dark from the storm earlier today and there were branches and leaves along the narrow country road i walked on.  i’ve walked this road many times;  i know every large tree, every apple orchard i’ll pass, and every strange looking shack that might be beside the… Continue reading moving

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i like pictures.  people see my camera and ask if i’m into photography.  i guess so, but probably not with the same intensity that most photographers possess.  i like pretty things and i like to remember them.  i like people and i want to remember moments with them.  that is why i like pictures.  they… Continue reading enjoy

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i’m still here.  sorry there isn’t much being written. life continues. i slept until noon today.  i guess my alarm doesn’t really work anymore. i’ve watched the sun go down the past two nights.  the first was sitting in a canoe in the middle of the lake.  everything was pink and orange and blue and… Continue reading

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i had mail in my mailbox three times this past week (which is really quite astounding).  the first was from a friend in her own little German town in the dear States (have i mentioned that i’m near the first Ulm?).  the second came in a red envelope and had a picture of a grumpy red-headed… Continue reading mail

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lives

his name was willi.  i was in one paddle boat and he was in another.  both boats started to race back to shore, girls screaming, and boys splashing.   suddenly this boy said to me, “i’m gonna beat you!”  i quickly looked at him, knowing most Konfi’s don’t say things like that.  i decided to show off my… Continue reading lives

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my mailbox held a letter from my sweetest most darling youngest sister today.  i took it out to the orchard, sat at the picnic table and read it.  it made my heart feel good.  tonight someone asked me about my family.  being asked that always makes me smile and speak with pride as i mention… Continue reading