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Monday, December 12, 2011


"It's really cold outside" she said.
"And it's going to get colder," I added.
"Too cold to string holiday lights" she asked.
"Never too cold for that," I replied.
"I thought I had this great idea, but then it
was gone, in a flash...just gone" I said.
"What was that you said," she asked.
Too late, I had already forgotten.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Shhhhh Happens.....

"Did you just shush me?" she asked.
I knew then I had crossed the line.
Time to turn and run, I thought.
Run, and run fast.  Yet I didn't move.
"Yes, I did," I replied.
"Don't you ever shush me. Never." she said,
as her hand swung towards my face.  Smack!
And it hurt.


Sunday, August 28, 2011


Her face was aglow with that look of disbelief.
I insisted, "I'm sure it moved, it must have."
She said nothing.
"If you take your eyes off it, it moves", I said.
"And I mean fast, like quantum locked fast."
"Like in the blink of an eye," she smiled.
I replied, "Faster than that, I think"
We blinked, and the frog was gone.


Sunday, June 12, 2011

The SILENT H..........

Ellie sat on the other side of the kitchen table, her arms crossed tightly.
I began again, "Ell, there are many words with silent H's.  Let me give you
an example.   Your name, for instance.   Those times when you're angry,
nasty-kitty like, people refer to you as ......"    I didn't finish the sentence.
She had risen out of her seat and now her right hand was grabbing the chair's
back and lifting it up with the obvious intent to toss it over the table towards me.
But I was already in motion, out through the doorway, yelling that other well-known
silent H word, "elp, elp, elp, elp ...."


Wednesday, May 18, 2011


"No," she said, "no further mention of snow."
"I'm not listening," she continued. "If it has the S-word,
I just don't want to hear it, not when Spring's here."
"But this is about choices, confusing choices," I countered,
"And how to decide the best course of action."
"Heh," she was quick to respond, "If it has snow in it,
then the best choice is simply the opposite direction."


Tuesday, April 19, 2011


"That can't be right, it just can't be," she stated.
"But you just said it, you said RIGHT, and it is right," I replied.
"The hawk lands on a tree-branch, the first head turn is
always to the right, it just is," I explained.
"No," she said, "It has to be a 50-50 shot, right or left."
"No," I countered, "Up here, in the northern hemisphere,
the first turn is always to the right."
But she didn't hear me, she was walking away too quickly,
walking to the right, 'hawkin' as people say.


Monday, February 7, 2011

Dog Gone It........

"I can't find her anywhere" she said.
"I've looked and looked, and she's gone," she added.
"Maybe she's out in the car," I said.
"Oh don't be silly," she said, "She can't open the door."
"Not without the keys," I said."


Wednesday, January 5, 2011


"It's not gold, but maybe silver?" she asked.
"Not even silver.  Possibly just quartz," I replied.
"It's got to be worth something," she insisted.
"No," I responded,  "It's not even worth enough
to pay attention, when that attention itself
costs a lot of pretty pennies."