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Frog Flees Attack Rose, Didn’t Make the News at 11

It’s June, the month of roses. This rose bush traveled many miles to my garden. The original owner nicknamed it “Attack Rose”. Every time her mother walked near the bush she would get caught in the thorns. I received the … Continue reading

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Raindrops on Roses

Summer rain brings summer roses. A Gemini ready to burst, its sweet fragrance fills the air. Climbing roses intertwine with clematis. They glow in the cloudy gloom of an early morning shower. Save Save Save Save

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June-uary?

There is a common saying in Western Washington (U.S. state not Capital), summer doesn’t arrive until July 5th. We refer to June as June-uary. A moment in a long ago January when winter arrived with a sugary blanket, coating a … Continue reading

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For the Love of Dogs

Many times upon a vacation, many moons ago, I sat for pets. And they sat for me. One of my favorite second jobs. These lovely ladies lived in a cottage on a lake with three cats who would not sit … Continue reading

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The Sun Kisses the Clouds Goodnight

A summer evening drive with my husband. We park on the shore of a lake unknown. The sun dips below the Olympic Mountains. A breeze stirs the lake moving the bugs away. The warm air cooling. Twilight approaches. Hints of cedar … Continue reading

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The Oregon Coast

The mist embraced the coastline like lovers watching the sunset. The waves caressed the beach with whispered promises. Wafts of warm, salty air strolled up the hillsides, seagulls calling in the distance. This little blog site launched six years ago … Continue reading

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The World Through Rose Colored Lenses

Thin clouds filtered the sunset over a canal in Kyoto, Japan. Water gurgled under the foot bridge. The cool air drifted across the water and carried the fragrance of cherry blossoms. My mother always told me I looked at the … Continue reading

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