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"serving up a slice" to the March SOLSC
sponsored by Two Writing Teachers.
We head in a direction we haven't walked for awhile (actually, we haven't walked many directions lately due to interminable rain). I know you can walk in the rain, but it's a good excuse to skip the walk. I comment that we're heading toward Leslie's house, and she keeps peanut butter M&Ms by the front door. Fifteen years ago I went to a monthly planning meeting for our church ladies' group at Leslie's house. At the time, I had just reentered the work force after staying home for 14 years. I would arrive exhausted at the end of my school day. But I knew the M&Ms would be there by the front door. Our time together was sweetened by a few M&MS on the way in and a few more on the way out.
We ring the bell, chat, and enjoy a few M&Ms (sometime soon I'll arrive with a bag of M&Ms in hand). Jan and I continue our walk, and that's when we discover HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED in a tree. In the front yard of another house, I notice a reindeer with a red bow around its neck. That's when I remember that I unplugged the white lights during my recent purge, but did not remove the red bows that I leave there after Christmas for Valentine's Day.
I know that daughter is expecting 8-12 inches of snow tomorrow, so I head to the deck as soon as I arrive home to dismantle the red bows. I make one last sacrifice and stash the snowman recipe holder!
I've done my part for the winter weary parts of the country. Spring, it's time for you to arrive!
|HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED|