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  • Frozen Wonder

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    It’s been a tad ‘chilly’ here in the Smokies lately. Folks here aren’t accustomed to lotsa’ snowflakes and ‘black ice’, or even regular ice other than ice cubes when the thermometer bounces around zero . . . it’s definitely not Alaska Virginia 😊 The magnificent winter wonderland surrounding our home up here in the mountains…

  • The If . . . Then Providential Promise

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    Fred D
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    In 4 days our country will inaugurate it’s 47th President. He, his Vice President, cabinet, our House of Representatives, Senate, Supreme Court and other leaders all urgently need our prayers for God’s wisdom . . . not theirs . . . in leading, healing, and unifying our sadly Divided States of America. The following excerpt…

  • Snow-er-cise

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    Fred D
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    Other than the Smoky Mountain’s peaks, unlike the Last Frontier, snow is not a frequent meteorological phenomenon in TN. Yesterday winter showed up and we were blanketed in 4 inches of snowflakes . . . Beautiful! Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “Do not go where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no…

  • Quintessential Light Show

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    Fred D
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    No crowds  . . . No noise . . . No charge . . . A quintessential Aurora borealis display ushered in the Last Frontier New Year.  A friend of mine in Palmer, Alaska sent me this picture. Reason #1,001 to call the Greatland home 😊 “O give thanks to the Lord, for He is…

  • New Year Resolutions

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    Fred D
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    If New Year resolutions were as easy to keep as they were to make, 2025 will be a banner year for everyone! 😊 Each year (save leap years) has 365 days . . . bet you already knew that 😊. Each year is a one-of-a-kind, unique collection of opportunities, accomplishments, regrets, joys, and sorrows which…

  • Sentimental Gratitude

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    Fred D
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    Having witnessed over 8 decades of the final days of another year ticking off, 2024 is departing with a comforting aura of sentimental gratitude.   Sentimental because I’ve somehow survived to attain the stage of life where the trails seem a tad longer; my steps a tad shorter; other hikers a lot younger; and odds…

  • 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…

  • Happy Place

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    Fred D
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    Each of us has our special ‘Happy Place’ where our soul is most at peace. For some it’s walking along a beach, feeling the warm sand beneath your feet, listening to the surf’s rhythmic beat. For others, it’s being immersed in a city’s bright lights, activities and cacophony of sounds . . . never quiet…

  • Age Delusional Dyslexia

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    Fred D
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    Being off the charts ADHD, I’ve often pondered if the AD stands for Age Dyslexia, and the HD for Highly Delusional.  Not sure, but I’ve found that practicing age delusional dyslexia is a definite plus in delaying aging . . . it works like this . . .  I’m not actually 81, I’m 18! That…

  • Masked Messenger

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    Fred D
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    “Parting is such sweet sorrow” . . . Juliet’s poignant words to Romeo from the balcony echo mine from the Greatland’s snow-capped cathedrals as we pack-up to board high speed aluminum tubing on Monday, soaring through the skies for the Great Smoky Mountains. Lord willing, however, as Arnold often touted . . .  “I’ll be…