March

 

  Took these pictures in my own backyard.  Some friends’ and family members’ backyards still look like this (bleh!):

I am expecting some changes in my life, none of which will relocate me to such a wintry place. Cheers!  Here’s to banging doors down (since the polite knocking hasn’t been working as of late).  I’m hoisting my own damn battering ram and expecting people to get out of the way…lest ye be knocked out, too.  The clock is running out and the river is running dry.  It’s time to get things done. And you…you know who you are.  You’re #1 on my figurative hit list.

Empowerment is an undeniably fantastic state of mind.

“Spring is nature’s way of saying, ‘Let’s party!'”  ~Robin Williams

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About Dena

I'm a suburban Clevelander by way of Oklahoma City, by way of North Florida, by way of Southern Maryland, by way of Upper Michigan, by way of Northern Italy, by way of Lower Michigan, by way of Texas. Because of living in so many places, I have something in common with almost everyone I meet. I love reading, writing, and American history (especially reading or writing about American history). I'm interested in culture of place, historical trauma, and writing about the kinds of histories most people don't know about.
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2 Responses to March

  1. Debbie says:

    Pretty and cryptic? Party on Dena 🙂

    • Dena says:

      I was wondering if anyone would catch that literary wit in the March/march/battering ram…I can be clever sometimes. Party on, cuz.

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