Author Archives: Mary Beth Frezon

Day Twenty, NaPoWriMo

This morning before work I headed out, hoping to do a little painting before work. And I did. But there was this glaring bright thing up in the sky that hurt my eyes! Sun? What’s that? I don’t remember… A … Continue reading →

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Day Nineteen, NaPoWriMo

Deep in snow, walking with cold. •
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From the Quote Box

It is something to be deep in the snow in winter, to be deep in the yellow leaves in the autumn, to be deep in the ripe wheat in the summer, to be deep in the grass in the spring. … Continue reading →

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Day Eighteen, NaPoWriMo

Hey you don’t have complete control over what goes on in your head, especially late at night! All the old stuff precariously stuck in my head, there’s no telling when it may, and it may, surface at the most inopportune … Continue reading →

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Day Seventeen, NaPoWriMo

The radio spits out news that can’t be held listening as witness, eyes opening and turning to the weirdness of snow on the seventeenth of April, snow, hail, sleet doesn’t this seem more likely than all that world stuff? Mid-April, … Continue reading →

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