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Lost Treasure

December 11, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

December 4, 1981.  The day of the mysterious disappearance. Our 10th anniversary. To the day. John Pennekamp State Park on Key Largo. Where they say the barracuda like flashy jewelry. So they encourage you not to wear any when you snorkle. So we didn’t, instead depositing all shiny objects into the glove compartment of our […]

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Remembering Pearl Harbor

December 7, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

I’ve been there.  I’ve hung over the rail of the USS Arizona Memorial and watched the oil droplets bubble to the surface. A solemn and vivid reminder of sacrifice. I’ve gazed over the harbor and tried to imagine the attack, the shock, the fear, the confusion, the roar of aircraft, the rat-a-tat-tats, the explosions, the […]

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A Trip Down Memory Lane–1971

December 5, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

Dennis and Sandy King married and flew to San Francisco for their honeymoon (12/05-12/13). The Golden Gate Bridge’s lights were out all night due to a power failure (12/14) Richard Nixon was president and Time’s Man of the Year. The last televised cigarette advertisement aired on the Tonight Show.One of the earliest appeared in 1949–the […]

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And So It Began

December 3, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

April 1971.    Only eighteen months into my nursing career and already burned out in short-staffed critical care. I applied for a job in an OB/GYN office, but the doctors hired another nurse with hospital OB experience. In the meantime a young pharmaceutical sales representative announced his intentions to quit and return to graduate school, […]

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The Green Card

November 23, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

In the bottom drawer of a file cabinet, I just discovered a thick folder filled with “poems and inspiration.” I thumbed through it as I searched for examples to use in my message for ladies Bible study. Out fell this green card. It’s signed “Beverly.” My brain strains toward a faint recollection of a women’s […]

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Hallelujah!

November 21, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

No matter where you are, what language you speak, what trial you face, He is over all. Hallelujah!

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K.M. Weiland: One Word/One Line Interview

November 19, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

I’ve been stalking K.M. Weiland for some time. Hanging out at her website. Dogging her around the blogs. Soaking in life advice and writing wisdom. Admiring her gifts of detail and discipline. Immersing myself in the middle ages in her new book, Behold the Dawn. And she has such a sweet spirit. I want to […]

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No Slip Zone

November 18, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

Life can be slippery.       Bones can be soft. Slipping and soft don’t go well together. Especially if you are 80 years old. My mom knows this. She glued her seat to a chair for years. First as a medical transcriptionist. Then a secretary, legal transcriptionist, and court recorder. I don’t remember seeing a lot of […]

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“Tis a Gift to be Simple

November 15, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

 In my quest for simplicity, I’m often drawn back to my battered book (1981) by Richard Foster, Freedom of Simplicity. He talks about the passion to possess and how the pace of our world leaves us feeling fractured and fragmented. Even frantic. I so get that. Although thankfully peace occupies more space in my pocket […]

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7 Writing Tips From a 7-Year-Old

November 13, 2009 By Sandra Heska King

Sometimes–no, often–Gracee amazes me with insightful words. Lately she has dispensed writing advice with wisdom beyond second grade. Who needs to attend a writers’ conference when you have a live-in mentor? Here are 7 of her tips. 1. Think of your story as a gift. Put lots of excitement in the box. Make it fun […]

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“And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thi “And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.” ~ Philippians 4:8 

#fall #southflorida #hope #thoughts #philippians4 #dayafterelection
“My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the “My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.” ~ William Wordsworth in “My Heart Leaps Up”

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From my back door and then from the patio. A phone can never capture the true glory of a rainbow. I hope my heart never fails to leap at the wonder of one.
We were monarch parents a couple years back, but o We were monarch parents a couple years back, but our food was not enough to support all our “children.”
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But some were better parents. And next month @tspoetry is celebrating with a garden party. And you are invited. 
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✨ An evening poetry celebration with Dheepa Maturi, Laura Boggess, Jules Jacob, and Sonja Johanson
✨ sign up today: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/year-of-the-monarch-garden-party-tickets-1005650847757
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This is called a sweetheart plant. I bought it at This is called a sweetheart plant. I bought it at a farmers market in Ponte Vedra in Feb 2023. And it hasn’t done a thing except not die. I did repot it a few months back just cuz I thought it might need it. A few days ago I noticed it was sprouting a sprout. And today—10 days after having my aortic valve replaced and the day after having a loop recorder inserted—it has UNFURLED!!! A new heart. 🩷
Looking west this morning. “Sometime, enough of Looking west this morning. 

“Sometime, enough of us should plan
to gather and form our own
luminous cloud.” ~ Luci Shaw in “The Weight of Air” (from The Generosity)
Security is on the job. Security is on the job.
So after 13 years of checkups and annual echos, it So after 13 years of checkups and annual echos, it's finally come to this. One week from today I will have my aortic valve replaced. Eeeek! I know it's done all the time--piece of cake. But that's to other people. 😂 Speaking of cake, I've always hoped to blow out 100 candles (at least), and I keep singing this line in my head...

"And my heart will go on and on." Thanks to @celinedion. 💕
Hi! Long time, no post. So… I grew this from a pi Hi! Long time, no post. So…

I grew this from a pineapple top. We repotted it again over the weekend. Still no fruit, though. Our neighbor has a baby growing on a small plant, though. What’s up with that?

(Also, I do not have a green thumb. Currently the only things still living are this, an avocado, and a little Boston fern.)
We got out here early today, but it was already so We got out here early today, but it was already soooooo hot (later on the"feels like" was 110), and I was just plodding one foot in front of the other wishing I was still in bed. There was not much to see--except the crane family, some blackbirds, a dove. And it was buggy. And a deer fly bit me on the forearm, and it swelled up, and I still have a 1- x 3-inch reddened area. But then... a pink parade.
Just snapped a couple photos of a normal looking s Just snapped a couple photos of a normal looking sky from my back patio with my iPhone! I grew up in Michigan and never saw them before! #northernlights #westboca #southflorida
“So they took branches of palm trees and went out “So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, crying out, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!” ~ John 12:13
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PALMS

He had a date with them. ~SHK
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~ Six words I wrote on my blog in 2015 as part of a daily “One Word Less for Lent” series.
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Photo taken in Israel, 2022.
Dressed for success... Dressed for success...
“Sing, hope, to me” ~favorite line from “The First “Sing, hope, to me” ~favorite line from “The First Spring Day” by Christina Rossetti via Every Day Poems and @tspoetry in my email this morning. 
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Whole poem (with lots of favorite lines) here:
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https://open.substack.com/pub/everydaypoems/p/the-first-spring-day?r=3acod&utm_medium=ios
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Wild red poppy anemones from our spring trip to Israel in 2022. And, of course, red is the color of hope. 
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#dipintopoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #tweetspeakpoetry #everydaypoems
Sweet baby colts. Just one parent. Apparently the Sweet baby colts. Just one parent. Apparently the other was hit by a car. 😭💔
Bufo serenade AKA the Ballad of the Bufo Bufo serenade AKA the Ballad of the Bufo
South Florida is confused. South Florida is confused.
“Somehow she learns to breathe.” ~ @gyoung9751 in “Somehow she learns to breathe.” ~ @gyoung9751 in “The mermaid breathes,” a woven poem from tweets. In my email today from Every Day Poems via @tspoetry.
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#dipintopoetry #everydaypoems #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #tweetspeakpoetry
"You have what you need / is what the birds sing a "You have what you need / is what the birds sing all morning" ~ Annie Lighthart in "Conditions of Happiness."
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In my email this morning from 
Every Day Poems via @tspoetry.
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#dipintopoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #everydaypoems #poem #poetsofinstagram #tweetspeakpoetry
If you’ve made it this far, the rest of the week s If you’ve made it this far, the rest of the week should be a snap. #wednesday
Stay behind me. I’ll protect you. No worries. So w Stay behind me. I’ll protect you. No worries. So will all those shots. Mostly.
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D still has PTSD from the Great Possibly Rabid Raccoon Brouhaha of 2021.
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