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  • From Diapers to Depends

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    Yep, that’s Litl’ Freddy 38 years ago (delusional dyslexia), grateful I’m not yet clipping Depends coupons to redeem 😊 . . .  and here’s a sketch of Ole’ Freddy today . . . Notice any changes other than the hat covering the shiny bald patch on my noggin’? 😊 Before snuggling under the covers tonight,…

  • Attitude Paradigm Shift

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    My wife has been ‘vacationing’ in a rehab facility since a fall nearly 6 weeks ago shattered her right arm … naturally she’s right-handed ☹.  This unexpected event suddenly thrust me back into temporary bachelorhood, and I’m not particularly enjoying it. Perhaps I’m different … tone down those AMENs!😊 …  but my default response to…

  • ‘Mistakes’

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    Yesterday I accompanied my permanent girlfriend for a ride aboard the Senior Shuttle from her rehab facility to UTMC for a follow-up evaluation with her surgeon. Gratefully, the X-rays revealed her fractured humerus in beginning to heal …PTL! (thisX-ray pic doesn’t appear very ‘humerus’ to me 😊) God never has, never will make a mistake.…

  • Why?

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    Fred D
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    “To love and cherish, For better or worse, for richer or poorer, In sickness and in health. From this day forward.” 13 years ago, under Big Sky sunshine, I pledged these words to a woman who spoke them back to me. I remain as gratefully astounded today as I was then how the Lord sent…

  • Slime or Divine?

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    Fred D
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    Slime or Divine? Confession . . . I secretly and regularly check in on what my neighbors are up to . . . Relax!!!  I’m referring to my game-cams strewn around our property. Yesterday they captured 5 different feral friends – 1 insect, 3 birds, and Bubba, a hefty male bear frequent guest. According to…

  • Sanctuary

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    Fred D
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    As a child each summer was spent with my mother, siblings and grandparents at their cabin in Promised Land, PA . . . and indeed it was . . . my childhood sanctuary.  From sunup to sundown I delighted roaming its forests and streams . . . and a virtual little John Muir was born…

  • Thin Spaces and Bottled Tears

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    Fred D
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    Celtic Christians have a deep appreciation for nature and coined the term Thin Space . . . those transient, ephemeral moments when suddenly eternity seems to invade time, and heaven touches earth. Yesterday, my morning woods wander was graced with such a Thin Space interlude.  A brief cloudburst had soaked the forest in the fragrance…

  • A.I. Road Trip

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    Fred D
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    The Cherahola Parkway is a scenic, mile-high, two-lane highway winding over the Smokies between Tellico Plains, TN and Robbinsville, NC. Earlier this week Ellie decided to take a road trip along it before the forests shed their spectacular, multi-hued fall display of color. Somehow, I had managed to cajole my permanent girlfriend to explore a…

  • Final Greatland Wander

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    Fred D
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    Looks like we’ll be on a jet headed south for the winter next week. Rather than spend the day going through another box of Kleenex today, I hiked up Castle Mountain to dry my tears 😊. I built a rock cairn on top with a Good Book pocket edition for other solitude seekers. Here’s a few…

  • Contemplating Life

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    Fred D
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    This Great Smoky Mountains ephemeral, after-the-storm panorama marked the close of another day. The scene evoked a juxtaposed, sobering/joyful contemplation of life’s unknown brevity, and breathtaking beauty. As dusk fell, the confident wisdom of a beloved preacher comforted my thoughts: “What is your life? You are but a mist that appears for a little while…