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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: May 2007
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Tuesday, May 29, 2007. If you close your eyes, you can still hear the canon fire and feel the ground shake underneath. Many abandoned homes still lie along the wayside, with only the overgrown foliage to hide the tears. As they gave them a rebel welcome. It was truly surreal. Today the Yankees caught hell. As for my book, my brain is going crazy with ideas! I can't write them down...
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: Lovin' the Weekend
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Saturday, May 19, 2007. We were supposed to travel up to Charlottesville. This weekend for a family birthday celebration, but issues arose that prevented us getting together. I think it is just as well.I've been buried in writing manuscripts, running the children to soccer, swimming and school; and my latest task is putting together SWADA's. Not only that, but they are sick of it!
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: Sunshine, Salty Air, Seafood and.... A Contract?
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Sunday, June 24, 2007. Sunshine, Salty Air, Seafood and. A Contract? I've just returned from MY beach, the gorgeous Emerald Isle, N.C. Never mind the other thousands of visitors along side me last week. I still think God created that beach just for me! I think this may just be Caroline's only summer in ballet, she would rather be driving go-carts. I was able to sneak away sporadic...
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: My First Horse ... Magnum
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Wednesday, May 23, 2007. My First Horse . Magnum. Heather, a girl in my writers group, had a sad day today. She and her family had to say good-bye to their beloved dog, Buddy. She wrote a memoir about Buddy and what he meant to her and her family - It made me cry! If this love is 'just a phase' then I've been stuck in it for the past 27 years! 1984 It was love at first sight; and ...
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: Ballet, Bacon and Birthday Supplies
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Wednesday, June 6, 2007. Ballet, Bacon and Birthday Supplies. Memorial Day has come and gone and summer is in full swing. and so are my children. From dawn til dusk they go at it. Siblings share such a strange love, don't they? At 6:00 tonight, I was digging through my cabinets trying to find. To fix for supper. I finally found a box of pancake mix hidden behind a box of Uncle...
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: Anticipating Hazy Lazy Days of Summer
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Friday, May 11, 2007. Anticipating Hazy Lazy Days of Summer. Someone once told me that this would be the most exhausting time in my life. I've come to find truth in that statement! We've enrolled the children in swim lessons, dance lessons, baseball camp, and science camp too. Our hazy lazy days of summer will not be so lazy, but at the very least they will be entertaining!
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: Eight Things You Never Knew About Me
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Saturday, June 9, 2007. Eight Things You Never Knew About Me. Today I was invited to play a game with some fellow writers. I have been "tagged" to write eight characteristics about myself. hmm. I've never been one to talk a lot about myself - other people maybe, but not myself! Anyhow, I'll give it my best shot. 4) I'm a 4th generation Roanoker. Ok, so I live in Boones Mill, m...
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: June 2007
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Sunday, June 24, 2007. Sunshine, Salty Air, Seafood and. A Contract? I've just returned from MY beach, the gorgeous Emerald Isle, N.C. Never mind the other thousands of visitors along side me last week. I still think God created that beach just for me! I think this may just be Caroline's only summer in ballet, she would rather be driving go-carts. I was able to sneak away sporadic...
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate: Culpeper's Rebel Welcome
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The Virginia Scribe, Reflections by Amy Tate. One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. Helen Keller. Tuesday, May 29, 2007. If you close your eyes, you can still hear the canon fire and feel the ground shake underneath. Many abandoned homes still lie along the wayside, with only the overgrown foliage to hide the tears. As they gave them a rebel welcome. It was truly surreal. Today the Yankees caught hell. As for my book, my brain is going crazy with ideas! I can't write them down...
