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sunday morning gospel /
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collecting minutes /
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The great and unusual ones I gently place each in a mason jar. On occasion, I'll toss in a twig, a few glass marbles, and just for luck, a tarnished Indian head penny. Always making sure they can breathe, I carefully puncture five random holes in the lid with a rusty nail and an old wooden handled hammer. Not to large, but not small either.
I'm careful to protect them, because if they die, they may never be mine again.
I collect them.
ornately guarded /
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Protected. Hidden. Guarded. Secreted. Alone.
Purged far away from and with their own beautifully obstructed sentiment, keepsakes are locked away.
man of faith and a broom closet /
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Life is nearly the exact way that I see it.
casting thoughts and shadows /
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I tire of chasing moonbeams and kicking the can. This came to mind as the morning's welcomed light began casting long irregular shadows across my map.
few morning classes /
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Eight o'clock morning classes were always some of my faves. Then again there's also that little fact that I really enjoy waking at 4:15AM, all because of the calm and quiet that time of day offers. I love the peace found in the solitude.
From the look of this view taken in front of the Rhoads Hall dorm a little after 8:30AM, it doesn't appear that my preferred schedule is widely popular amongst other college students.
super bowl. super fork. cheers for the home team! /
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Now I suppose the homemade guacamole may have been some subliminal throwback to a festive Super Bowl party tailgating past, but I even kicked that up a bit with diced sweet Vidalia onion, diced black olives, and thinly sliced grape tomatoes. This year though ...my guac had a much bigger challenge to face than just being an appetizer. It was also was asked to take on the role of our green vegetable for the pre-kickoff meal. With my pseudo Mexican inspired menu, everything aside from the guac had a monotone yellow palette. Yellow just taste good. Period.
Our green vegetable did a fantastic job and was the perfect side for the refried beans, and home fried potatoes with green peppers, onion, and chopped chicken. And for the main course, I prepared two baking dishes of delicious baked flounder filets with sautéed mushrooms, Vidalia onions, tomatoes, and served with an olive oil, lime, basil, and white wine sauce. Just before serving, each plate was topped with a small splash of salsa and shaved Parmesan. A glass of white wine, a bottle of dark amber Odoul's, and tortillas completed our super Sunday roster. Kickoff,
bon appétit, and yum! It was that damn good.