//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js Congregation of Flakes by Linda Nelson Blowing on the wind Adrift falling in the sky Floating endlessly to the ground An upsweeping wind Captures the drifting flake Pulling it up higher To fall once again Through tree tops Past bird nests empty for the winter Bumping against dried brown leaves With arches and points One last gust of wind Blows the floating, drifting flake Against a boulder covered In the fellow congregation of flakes Advertisements
If we were having coffee right now… I would tell you how much I hate being sick. I thought I was doing the right thing by getting the flu shot like I’ve done for the past six or seven years. Once again, I got sick within a day or two after getting the shot. You can keep telling me all you want about how there is no way a person can get the flu from the shot. I’m beginning to believe otherwise. Not only did I get sick, but my mother got sick too. She received her flu shot the day after I got mine and we both became ill…
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Every night I go to my little cubby hole, I call my office. There I will attempt to write, surf the internet looking for ideas, check emails, social media, and possible play a computer game of some sort. The dogs keep me company.