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dreaming of houses
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Britton Gildersleeve
We visited a realtor today. Just looking for information, nothing formal. But it set me to dreaming of houses, a thread that connects me with all three of my sisters. We dream of houses the way other people dream of jewelry, or vacations (note: we also dream of those 🙂 ). This past week-plus, spent…
what you do comes back to you
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Britton Gildersleeve
Right after we married — literally a couple of days later — my husband & I left for his new job. In Algiers. Or Alger, as the French call it. My mother-in-law bore this with the fortitude of prairie pioneers, although she did take us to see her cousin, who had lived in North Africa. Well,…
when hot sweaty work is NOT a royal pain
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Britton Gildersleeve
This was my morning. My elder son & I wrangled over each individual magnolia branch, pretty much. See, I’m a tree person, and Nathan is a landscape person. He wants a useful and beautiful landscape for his home. I want trees treated like people, allowed to grow (with help — AKA judicious pruning) to their…
just add water: swimming with little fishes
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Britton Gildersleeve
I took my grandson swimming today. To a tiny inflatable pool off the side of the deck at the ‘kids’ house. We sat in the 85 degree air, in tepid water, liberally coated w/ SPF 50, and splashed. And splashed. And splashed again, with great enthusiasm. Then we filled a Solo cup with a pink floaty…
road trip
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Britton Gildersleeve
We’re on a three-day road trip to Virginia, from Oklahoma (burglars beware: my sister and her two attack hounds are house-sitting!). Which means crossing both Arkansas, and Tennessee. Which means…crossing the Mississippi River! I adore the Mississippi River — the folk lore, the history, the stories. Mark Twain. Some day, when I grow up (…
mistakes that aren’t bad
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Britton Gildersleeve
Making reservations for hotels while we’re on vacation, I couldn’t get the online form to ‘submit.’ Literally. Try after try, it said I wasn’t finished. Yes I am! I thought. Dumb computer But you know what? I’d messed up, and the form was right. I did NOT want to send it in w/ 2 rooms…
packing, getting ready, and what counts as fun
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Britton Gildersleeve
I hate packing. I always forget something, although these days it’s less critical, since I’ll still be in the land of consumer items. When I lived overseas, anything I forgot meant I did without it for months… And packing reminds me of moving, which used to make me throw up. Really. I would get sick to…
a single squirrel
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Britton Gildersleeve
When I took this picture, I was thrilled. Here was a hawk, on our corner, w/ its kill! And a second later, I noticed another hawk — a mature one, sitting atop the fence behind its offspring, watching as the young one tried to figure out how to eat a dead squirrel. How cool! I…
teaching for change
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Britton Gildersleeve
Warning: the following material may confuse you, or even make your head hurt. Because who knew it was sooo hard to effect change?? Teachers, that’s who. Especially teachers of young adults. Because when you’re little, learning is still FUN. There are cool toys that teach: blocks, puzzles, word games. And there are crayons, scissors, and…
when blue is not the best colour
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Britton Gildersleeve
My sister was in a car accident. A BIG truck ran a light, and T-boned her. Driver’s side. She had to crawl from her crushed seat over the console to the passenger door. That alone would leave you sore. I received a text, while at a writer’s retreat. Safely nestled among friends, and safe in…
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