A mix of thoughts, experiences, flash fiction, poetry and humor of Ann Bennett.
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Vicarious
Vicarious means to live through someone else's life, a movie scene, story. Vicarious is also the name brand to one Artificial Intellige...
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I got these little scutters before my sister passed. I thought they would cheer everyone up in the house. Who knew the person I really got ...
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When people die, we acknowledge they came from dust and return to dust. Well my dust is the red clay of Georgia. I grew up in a military to...
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Whole lotta storms these past two weeks.. Yesterday the high was 82 which was a wonderful change from the average high of 100 degrees.. Alt...
nice post
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteAlways wonderful to have memories, life would be a bit dull without them.
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It would be. I've always loved a rainy day.
DeleteMemories sure help make life grand across the land
ReplyDeleteI guess that is why so many people are writing their memoirs. No one else may want to listen but it is nice to express them. lol
DeleteBeautiful memories. The sorghum (it is sorghum?)reminds me of years spent out where farmers grew the plant. But it's been so many years now and all I have are my memories. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteIt is sorghum. I always think of my grandmother when there is a soft rain. She always appreciated how it soaked the plants.
DeleteLovely, Anne. The pictures are nice too;-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Diedre.
DeleteYeah, it's just like that. Annie from ~McGuffy's Reader~
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