Tag Archive: travel

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Haiku no-do

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Brain dead traveler recuperates, relaxes. Mindless reverie.  

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A day to forget

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In a nutshell:       Bad day Hell’s Way Suitcase Crammed Traffic jammed flight missed husband pissed nothing right bad night.  

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Last Day in Bromont

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For our last day in Bromont, Quebec,  Vickie and I visited the birthplace of my maternal grandfather.  We searched through their only graveyard for the headstones of ancestors, where I discovered that the… Continue reading →

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Editing and Shooting Horses

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Nothing points a shaking finger at shortcomings like a 2-week trip away from home. You already know that Two on a Rant consists of Vickie and FloridaBorne.  You already know that Vickie accompanied… Continue reading →

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Editing: Day 3

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Yesterday was fairly non-productive for a Friday.  EJ Geras had an afternoon appointment, and Vickie was out chasing down interviews with horse people for her radio show. My body is trying to catch… Continue reading →

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Editing Cats

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Canadians may be gun-shy, but they’re certainly not camera shy. Yes, there is a camera guy.  He runs around the backyard wearing his armament of choice on a cord around his neck.  He… Continue reading →

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Cats At The…Bed?

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It’s 3am again and I awoke to a long sprawl of black kitten purring against my leg.  Next to the bed was a white cat.  A herd of kitten feet pattered into the… Continue reading →

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Break Time

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After NaPoWriMo, I’m taking a small break.   I’ll be editing books, trying to get the ammunition I need in order to shoot out words that fill in the blanks between the first… Continue reading →

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FLYING BLIND…or… How to Live in Morocco for 2 weeks on $800.00.

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Originally posted on nudge. wink. report.:
)))***SPECIAL TRAVEL REPORT***((( (so special it took me 10 years to write it) FloridaBorne and daughter: Lydia could walk into a funeraland have everyone laughing in 10…

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THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE SOMEONE ELSE’S HOME

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A girl dreamed of mountains, of billowing pines, of interesting roadways and fragrant French wines.   Living in Florida was not quite the same as cascading roadways and strange sounding names   Flying… Continue reading →