This particular house fixation of ours, if you like to call it such, becomes a real drawback for an unsuspecting driver. Sometimes I fancy Mr. Cassette my driver but that’s only because he insists on driving us everywhere. He really is an
Category: Delights of Omaha
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With a catch of my breath, amidst all of the confusion and novelty of this perilous time, I smile to greet this early spring. I smile to see this sunshine today. I am smiling, too, at you, my friends, in your little corner of the world. Safe and
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There is one matter we need to discuss and for the life of me, I have no idea why I have not brought it up to this point. Ballrooms. Private ballrooms. Specifically, of the third floor nature. It is astonishing to
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As I trundled along, feeling a bliss-filled rush, I grabbed for the camera in my backpack. I had decided that this was the summer of wearing Detective meets Parent Trap inspired costumes and I was feeling very good about my 1960s camp top. But
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“Now that is a moon….” Mr. Cassette sighed, as we were lying under our Larch, staring up at the sky just the other night. This is his new thing, lying on the still warm ground and one that I have fully embraced. For the spring
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Would it really surprise anyone to hear that Miss Cassette loves to walk around Omaha and make up names and stories for almost everyone and thing that I come across? Because that is what I do. I can’t help it. I am not sure when it all