I know a little girl,whose hair in ringletsfalls, unkempt from lackof brushing; who standswhen she should be sitting;who laughs with defiance whenchallenged, her dark eyes gleamingwith mischief; who holds her chin uphigh and stamps her feet, arms foldedin protest when she does not get her way. I see that little girl,have watched her play,with a […]
Ask me how I’m doingand I’ll say “fine”, notbecause I’m actually fine,but because “fine” is the onlysocially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lyinghere, for three hours now,willing my body to move,that would elicit unsolicitedadvice and tarnish my “fine”. I’d berate myself for breakingmy promise not to moan,knowing that complainingprovokes a compulsive […]
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One Woman's Quest II 
I love those! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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VJ, we saw the facades more in Ireland and England on vacations, but I love the painted wooden ones in your picture. That had texture. Keith
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Thanks Keith. We live in a historical, touristy area.
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It is quaint. I would visit there.
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You’re always welcome, Keith!
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The downtown area where you live?
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The first is a local tourist area and the second where we live. All very quaint.
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I’m quite fond of quaint myself!
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