Alien Lizard Love … or the lack thereof

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Could you love a lizard? Could you even like one? I originally discussed this unseeming subject last year at www.blameitonthemuse.com, and thought I’d repost this on my new website.  I got some flack for responding to a fellow blogger’s subject of writing to your core. All I said was: What’s with the current trend in movies/television for technologically advanced aliens who look like mutant lizards, don’t wear clothing, grunt/squeal/roar like a cross between a stuck pig and a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and reproduce with the emotion of a fish?

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Who Stole Summer?

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I grew in a time when summers started before Memorial Day and didn’t end until after Labor Day. This week, I watched the neighbor kids head off to school this week and wondered who stole the summer. Kids didn’t get out until mid-June, and already they were heading back.

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Wishing for Silence of the Blueberries

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I thought it time to reintroduce my recently repatriated college daughter to the fun of pick your own blueberries. To me, it’s a time of quiet reflection while fingers sift for the perfect, plump berry. The reward? Fresh air, a sun-kissed glow on the skin, the promise of cobbler, and maybe a bug bite or two. Assigned our row of bushes, I like to plunge deep in brush where many fear treading. It’s where the best berries are among the sound insulation of thick leaves. Then I hear it, making their way down the patch. Gossipers.

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