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Wisteria and Roses: December 2012
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Thursday, December 27, 2012. The time has so swiftly arrived for the annual Christmas greetings that I have been caught off guard. Literally! Why not choose good? Why not choose The Best? I hope this letter finds you well and blessed and full of good cheer this December time. Debbie in CA : ). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). LIVE, LOVE, LAUGH. For more of life among the Wisteria and Roses visit :. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. The gl...
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Wisteria and Roses: Internut Syndrome
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Wednesday, March 5, 2014. One day back as a “blogger” – JUST ONE – and I’m already frustrated! I forgot that I have internet problems:. Connection problems, time problems, discipline problems . . . I rolled out of bed this morning. With a cloak of tiredness dragging me down. Last night, I did “one quick check” before hopping into bed and . . . well, you know how that goes:. I’ll just quickly read it and reply, and then off to bed.
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Wisteria and Roses: Choosing Joy
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Wednesday, March 12, 2014. Cold Tangerines: Celebrating the Extraordinary Nature of Everyday Life. Today I am off on an adventure wrapped in ordinariness and daily doings, like dropping a friend off at the airport, visiting Costco, coming home to tea and bookclub. My travels won't make the news, nor change the course of mankind's grind, but I will breathe in and out the most wonderful freshness and joy, if I so choose. Debbie in CA : ).
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Wisteria and Roses: Dining Caravanserai Style
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Thursday, March 13, 2014. 8220;What’s for dinner,” he asked casually as we finished up our luncheon. 8221; I managed to reply without extreme exasperation. What are you planning? 8221; all innocence displayed. 8220;I don’t know . . . *sigh* . . . I will just look into the cave of wonders and find something fantastic. We’ll have adventure for dinner. It will be fun.” I left it at that, with only the faintest breath of sarcasm. I plunde...
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Wisteria and Roses: December 2011
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Sunday, December 25, 2011. Now the God of hope. All joy and peace in believing,. That ye may abound in hope,. Through the power of the Holy Ghost. Debbie in CA : ). Saturday, December 24, 2011. For Unto Us a Child Is Born. How Sweet the Gift. Debbie in CA : ). Tuesday, December 20, 2011. Holiday To-Do List (update). For it is good to be children sometimes,. And never better than at Christmas,. But Jesus called them to Him and said,.
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Wisteria and Roses: Sunday Wonder
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Sunday, March 9, 2014. This is the day which the Lord. I will rejoice and be glad in it. Where on earth did joy come from? It came from heaven. The God Who Smiles. Debbie in CA : ). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). LIVE, LOVE, LAUGH. Dance like nobody's watching; love like you've never been hurt. Sing like nobody's listening; live like it's heaven on earth." - Mark Twain. For more of life among the Wisteria and Roses visit :. I am ...
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Wisteria and Roses: A Closed Door. An Open Window.
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Friday, March 7, 2014. A Closed Door. An Open Window. For the first time in many weeks I omitted a particular plea from my prayers. I haven’t given up in despair; rather, I have heard the answer:. And it is no. 8220;No,” He said. A flood followed the simple two-letter utterance – like a flood gushing through a cleft rent by a recent quake. An unending string of wondering. And then, “Crack! Tears wash away the debris. He kneeled upon h...
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Wisteria and Roses: January 2012
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Monday, January 2, 2012. My new year has begun and I am awash in stored-up-for-pondering moments: The parties and gatherings strung day-to-day as jewels about my heart, a precious necklace, a gathering of sweet-sweet gifts. I reaped quiet joy from all the parties thrown, invites accepted, hospitality served, moments shared. A Serendipitous Treasure Trove. Caves filled with glowing gems. Surprise the happy wanderer,. We encountered cab...
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Wisteria and Roses: February 2013
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Friday, February 8, 2013. Of late, my kitchen has been shadowed o'er by a strange and deepening darkness . . . Of chocolate, that is. My sunny French décor has taken on a Grimm-like “Black Forest” air as I arm myself with whisk and spoons wooden for this journey into dark, darker, and darkest chocolate met by strange, weirder, and most unusual "sugars.". Truffles lurk around every corner - and though they improve. They will be pronoun...
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Wisteria and Roses: March 2014
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The Harold B. Pricklepants Society. Pursuing a Jeffersonian Education. Monday, March 17, 2014. My previous journal sported a brown cover with a solitary lighthouse gracing the cover – a picture of loneliness. I frowned a bit each time I reached for the repository of my inner thoughts and ideas. Sadly, I judged the book by its cover. And I judged it harshly. I was more than pleased to fill the final page and set it aside for something different. Today I begin a new journal. Death has been defeated! 8220;G...
