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One-Word Wednesday 10/15/25

“Pride”

Robert and I drove up to Atlanta last weekend for the city’s 2025 Pride Festival and Parade. This year‘s theme was …

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So Robert and I joined 999,998 friends on the sidewalks of Midtown Atlanta (two blocks from our neat little Airbnb) to watch seemingly endless bands, floats and various parade entries saunter down Atlanta’s famed Peachtree Street.

If you know, anything about Pride celebrations, you may be wondering why Atlanta Pride is held in October rather than the traditional month of June. It’s a Southern thing: the weather is simply far too hot in June.

There were quite a few political candidates running for various offices marching in the parade. But interestingly enough, all Democrats, not a single Republican bothered to show up and support gay rights.

The parade and the day exploded with joyous fun, camaraderie and much inclusive love.

May we march on … Pridefully.

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One-Word Wednesday 10/8/25

“Mooning”

As you probably know, Monday night gave us the beautiful Harvest Moon of 2025. And while I didn’t have any crops that needed to be harvested in the bright moonlight (as was done yesteryear), Robert and I did go on a wonderfully invigorating and insightful “Harvest Moon Hike” with about ten other moon watchers at nearby Skidaway Island State Park here in Savannah.

“The moniker harvest moon indicates that it’s the full moon event closest to the autumnal equinox, or the first day of fall. Historically, the moon’s bright light helped farmers complete their harvests for the year, according to The Old Farmer’s Almanac.” cnn

I look a little crazed. I’m blaming it on the full moon. 

“This moon will be the first of three back-to-back supermoons this year. A supermoon happens when the moon reaches perigee, or its nearest point to our planet, making it appear larger and fuller.” cnn

One of Robert’s photos:

And some of my sad attempts …

… which I ended up sort of liking and am now calling “artistic.”

“Oh, shine on, shine on harvest moon up in the sky
Shine on, shine on harvest moon”

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One-Word Wednesday 8/27/25

“Mugs”

Like my somewhat odd obsession with colorful paper napkins (reminder: speak with therapist about this), I also love another kitchen item — the humble mug or cup.

For some reason (therapist note #2), I find mugs and cups comforting, substantial and grounding, especially when filled early morn with coffee and half and half, or if I’m in a adventurous mood, heavy cream.

Here a few more of my mugshots.

I asked Google AI about the difference between a mug and a cup, but I’m not sure she (?) he (?) got it quite right:

“A mug is a type of large, durable cup with a handle, used for hot drinks and without a saucer, while a cup is a smaller, more general-purpose drinking vessel, often more delicate, and might or might not have a handle or saucer. Mugs are designed for casual, everyday use with heartier beverages like lattes or hot chocolate, whereas cups are often favored for more formal settings with drinks like tea or coffee.”

But okay, whatever. I like them both.

And look, here’s one without a handle!

HR and a few mugcups …

Well, that’s about enough mugginess for one post.

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One-Word Wednesday 7/30/25

“Patriotism”

Browsing through the clearance section at Hobby Lobby today, I rsn across this …

“Robert!” I shrieked across several aisles where he was searching for dragonfly figurines in the garden gnome section (Don’t get me started). “Quick! Please! Come take my picture!”

Used to my impromptu requests, HR fairly quickly found me, put down his two garden figurines (which looked more like weird birds than dragonflies to me) and took this photo.

I love the Profound Truth of Twain’s Patriotic Proclamation!

In solidarity with many Americans, I am having a great deal of trouble supporting the current administration’s Dangerous Dismantling of Democracy.

And I wholeheartedly believe that we should and must make our dissatisfaction known.

Walking into our kitchen when we got home, I glanced at the fridge and thought to myself, “Yes, Mark Twain, I know you were being humorous, but you are also so very correct!”

And I make that … Refrigerated Proclamation as a Patriot of my Country, the United States of America.

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One-Word Wednesday 7/23/25

“Green”

Green Beans from yesterday‘s trip to Davis Produce here in Savannah

“What’s that in the little green bowl?” you may be asking.

Great question.

HR is so squeamishly picky about his green beans that I have to make 100% sure that NO STRING OR HINT OF STRINGINESS is left behind.

I tried to tell him that’s what his teeth are for, but “Oh no,” he screeches, “Neal, green bean strings are not food!”

See what I have to put up with?