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Summer Time

Tara JoJuly 6, 2023

How many times have we discussed this, the tent, the chairs, everything has its place. Why is there a chair in the trees? No one has set up the camp kitchen! The fire hasn’t even been set up, forget actually lit and […]

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Family

Tara JoAugust 28, 2020

Friday Fictioneers 8-28-2020 He could see the flames dancing from the top of the hill but could not hear the crackle and pop of the fire. He was not sure if it was the house or the barn. He ran quickly, lungs […]

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The Dare

Tara JoAugust 23, 2020

The Dare

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if only we had listened

Tara JoAugust 10, 2012

We tried to listen, but the excitement was just too much, we grabbed our towels and ran.  We loved those unpredictable waves, telling each other , “go farther”  to see who would be knocked down first. We love the water, at home […]

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It seemed like a good idea at the time…

Tara JoJuly 27, 2012

Mom and Granny were busy with something and it was HOT outside. There was no pool to play in, the slip and slide had offered it last slide ages ago, and we just wanted to cool off a little. We found something […]

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The outline of a memory

Tara JoJuly 19, 2012

It had to be nearby; she remembered walking this path to picnic in the shade with her grandparents. Now the area seemed so different yet so much the same it was hard to remember, should she have turned into the woods sooner, […]

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The Hunt

Tara JoJune 14, 2012

As they speak in hushed voices, the telltale sound of the dogs gets louder. She shares her thoughts, he listens and replies. They can tell by the sounds of the baying that the dogs are closing in on their prey. Howling voices […]

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thank goodness for moonlight

Tara JoMay 11, 2012

Friday Fictioneer Wrapped like a mummy, nothing visible but a nose. Rustling sounds outside keep us awake.  We know it is nothing dangerous, a chipmunk or squirrel, but the sounds are foreign, just enough to keep us alert. Time passes, a few […]

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