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From Sand to Gemstones

Refining Life's Ragged Edges

Month

August 2016

World of Pure Imagination

The world was saddened yesterday when news of Gene Wilder passing from complications of Alzheimer's hit. I wrote this poem a while back when moon was a daily prompt. I didn't feel like it was the right time to post... Continue Reading →

Uprooted and Transplanted

I've never had a green thumb. I've always wanted to be an amazing gardener because my mama was. I used to love watching her garden when she babysat me as mom and dad were off working. I can remember how... Continue Reading →

Bunco

Wanna go to bunco night? What? Huh? What? I guess I'm really sheltered. Or a big introvert. Or a total nerd for being totally out of the loop on this game. But, bunco. I was invited out for a girls'... Continue Reading →

My Personal Pandora’s Box

It hits at the most inopportune time. Before you go to bed after a long laborious day at work. As your feet hits the docks on your way for a boat ride. Descending the stairs to the pebbled beach. As... Continue Reading →

Dear Past

Dear Past How are you? I know we talk often enough but lately I've been wondering about it more. Have you found a way yet? What is it like to be where you are? To see what you see? To... Continue Reading →

Rufina

I grew up hating my name. Well, names. My first name, middle name, last name, nickname. I was teased by other kids a lot because of them. Years ago my mom and dad gave me a Hawaiian gold bracelet that had... Continue Reading →

Portland’s Spray Paint Artist

Portland is an amazing place to be a part of. There are so many weekend events that bring the community together. My husband and I have been making it a habit to be a part of the community, if only to... Continue Reading →

The Finals

This is the last day of my July blog blast and it has been a ride. So many things have happened in the last 30 days. Lots of travel was done. Got to have first time experiences. Became the tannest... Continue Reading →

The Sun

Dear Mr. Sun, I almost didn't go out to see you today. Almost. It was hard to go today only because change is not my forte. But, you see, sir, I miss the sunshine. I felt your rays beating on my... Continue Reading →

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