Monthly Archives: July 2014

You’ve Got Mail

You’ve Got Mail  Surprise, it’s not Avon Calling, it’s AARP knocking.   Or rather, slipping insidiously into our mailboxes, as if on some predetermined cue card, letting us know that we have reached that dubious Rubicon of Rage, the Half Century … Continue reading

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It’s Only Teenage…..Wasteland

“Don’t cry Don’t raise your eyes……. It’s only teenage wasteland”                                                                                                 The Who   I was always told (by my mother, mind you) that I was the perfect child. Quiet, polite, never cried. What a crock. Revisionist history, at best. … Continue reading

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Conched Out

Conched Out  Or  “A Question of Balance”                                         The Moody Blues   I’ve been doing a LOT of reading by Key West authors, about Key West authors, about Key’s history, anything I can find Keys-ian. It became apparent early … Continue reading

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Spring, Awakening

Spring, Awakening At the start of the lane, nestled up against an impervious wall of stately, swooping, cedars, pops a Star Magnolia, brilliantly in bloom with blushing hot-pinkish abandon, shameless in her self promotion yet innocent as the fresh breath … Continue reading

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Through a (Look)ing Glass, Darkly

  Through the (Looking) Glass, Darkly With my apologies to both Lewis Carroll and the Bible “The Right’s Strange New Hero-Gavin Newsom” That was the headline in the Huffington Post that caught my eye, as it was supposed to do. … Continue reading

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Gravely Important

Gravely Important or Hearts of Stone “The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet … Continue reading

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