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September 2014

Photo Story Intermission

written by Leslie

Thank you to everyone who has visited my blog and ‘liked’ my photo stories. It is truly appreciated. There will be a one-week intermission in the daily photo stories. They…

September 28, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #54

written by Leslie

They dug a hole and put you six feet underground. All those years I never said what I really should have said. The regret fills every empty space you left.…

September 26, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #53

written by Leslie

Hey you. Yeah, that’s right…I’m talking to you. What are you looking at? Huh? Never seen a squirrel with a nut? What? What was that? You say something? No I…

September 25, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #52

written by Leslie

The emails came at all hours. And then there were the constant texts and phone calls, and why hadn’t he checked his Facebook? It was too much. So one day…

September 24, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #51

written by Leslie

I stumbled, eventually falling forward. They were quickly approaching behind me, but I could not push myself up. My slow, final breaths blew into the blades of green grass tickling…

September 23, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #50

written by Leslie

He’d stolen the fruit. The lemon tree in his backyard, with its few bruised blossoms, could hardly make him the money his family needed. He knew the oranges would go…

September 22, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #49

written by Leslie

He was late. It’d been five years, but they’d had a perfect plan. Her hands fumbled with the box left at her table. One by one she plucked them from…

September 21, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #48

written by Leslie

Grandpa taught me so many lessons. But the one I remember most is that a grapefruit a day would keep the doctor away. Now Grandpa’s gone. And all I have…

September 20, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #47

written by Leslie

Going to work, exercising, cleaning the house, running errands, making meals, and leaving time for family and friends. It leaves no DVR time. Yes, I think I’ll have to quit…

September 19, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #46

written by Leslie

He’d always lived on the farm. Others spent their teenage years talking of getting out, but he’d always wanted to stay. He loved the hard work and wide open spaces…

September 18, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #45

written by Leslie

We’d just finished swimming. It’d been searing hot. Thunderclouds boiled up in the distance, but there it was, a spotlight behind the clouds. A proclamation about to be announced. I…

September 17, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #44

written by Leslie

First Half. First 10-K. First marathon. A strained Achilles. Getting passed by a grandma. New PR. Best race ever. Miserable run. The one I ran by myself. Separately they all…

September 16, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #43

written by Leslie

This little girl had dreams. Necklaces, bracelets, and fancy sunglasses made her feel special and grown-up. She fantasized about the glamour of being an adult and of dressing up for…

September 15, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #42

written by Leslie

Would it transport her to a fictional world of wizardry? Would she need to dash inside to escape a murder of crows? Would she enter only to exit as a…

September 14, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #41

written by Leslie

It pounds and throbs, a cement block caving in on my eyes. I fall asleep and when I wake up, it’s still there. There’s nothing to chase it away except…

September 13, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #40

written by Leslie

It was her favorite time of the week. Sunday afternoons. She stopped for flowers, then she parked her mom’s old yellow, rusted bike against the wall behind the butcher shop.…

September 12, 2014 0 comment

Photo Stories

Photo Story #39

written by Leslie

It’s insufferable, this pain. They’re gone. He’s left. It can’t be fixed. There’s no way out. I’ve taken the punches and endured the elements. It can all be gone. If…

September 11, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #38

written by Leslie

There’s so much I want to do, so much I have to do. Places I could visit and paths I could travel. But I’m just stuck here, frozen in front…

September 10, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #37

written by Leslie

First, the early morning walk. Then the construction workers next door had me on guard all day. Later that fly buzzed around, then they kept throwing my ball down the…

September 9, 2014 0 comment

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Photo Story #36

written by Leslie

His tiny hands clung to the white iron gate. His eyes followed the bright red ball as it bounced from foot to foot, laughter echoing in the crisp spring air.…

September 8, 2014 0 comment

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