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xxxx@perkins.com – Dear Steve,

When Susan and I were working in the TV room, cleaning it, I came across your business card, and it set me to thinking.  Where are you now?  And, where are all of the other wonderful people who worked at the Perkins Restaurant – the restaurant that so many of us loved to frequent.  It’s been months and months since they (the big giant THEY) decided to raze your building and those close by to build multi-storied residential buildings to house the thousands of people inundating our state.  Mostly – I’m supposing – from the West Coast.

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Susan

After looking at several topics for this week’s BLOG, I finally decided to write about Susan.  Susan has a business Forest for the Trees.  Clients of her business want to have certain areas of their life organized – or, sometimes, re-organized.  And, that what it was for me – re-organized.  I have some sense of organization.  The kind where you say, “Don’t move anything from my desk.  I know where everything is – even if it looks like a never – ending mess.”  Because, it is a never-ending mess.  The kind where you just keep stacking things on top of things until you have layers and layers of paper.

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Kindred Spirits

Have you ever had a kindred spirit?  Once, ever so long ago, I was blessed with a kindred spirit.  How do you know you’ve met a kindred spirit?  My husband’s family was from Missouri.  They had attended a church close by their farm.  The minister of that church was definitely a kindred spirit to me.  The things we discussed (in person or on the phone) – the church, the quilters’ group, cooking of applesauce (all recorded in photographs by me), as well as conversations about religion.  The Bible.  Bible stories.  Kids’ Sunday School. Family.  Acquaintances.   We were just always on the same page.

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Autumn Is Really Here

Individual cottonwood leaves sitting on the Hmong table cloth.

I know that the calendar says fall is here.  I never quite believe that until my cottonwood starts giving me presents.  Yellow leaves.  Single yellow leaves.  Twigs with yellow leaves.  That’s when fall is really here!

 

“My bunnies” are causing my backyard grass to degrade.  I’ve counted and seem to have at least five.  This past week, two were chasing each other around the yard.