For some unknown reason, I use, overuse and yet continue to repeat the pattern of saying two words – “cute” and “little.” Reminiscent of the valley girls who like, are so, like cool, I insert these two words early and often. My husband has been pointing it out to me for years. I wonder if […]
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Ascending a narrow trail in the Smokies Peering over precarious cliffs The roar of a waterfall rules the dense air Dew transforms to snow in mere moments Beauty, danger doled out in equal measure But putting a pen to blank paper Now that’s a true fear-inducing adventure!