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aMusings by Lucy Fagan

Life in the big city
Firetrucks are summoned each morning by some unknown alarm, and they race down a nearby road with their sirens wailing.
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Diamonds and Rust
Well, I’ll be damned — Here comes your ghost again But that’s not unusual.  It’s just that the moon is full
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A Mourning Walk
A new genealogy discovery of some note in Georgia.  Taking early morning photos with a new Nikon lens.  Details of
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Have you noticed … ?
How much these words sound alike? ARROW – ERA – ERROR  “It’s the end of an era,” they say.  How
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Where I am today
Thinking of the sandy old cemetery at the ranch where Texana Clark Fagan is buried under the old live oaks
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Remembering the buffalo
What better way to celebrate Memorial Day than to honor the buffalo by naming him as our “National Mammal” —
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So beware …
of those boarding school lasses And never by beauty be led, The girl who all others surpasses Is the one
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Tuesday Morning
It’s the name of a store, I know.  But it’s also what I am calling this dark space of early-ness
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Wild West Adventures
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One summers eve
A lovely evening was recently spent exploring memories with some friends … Setting the stage Elizabeth: Parents born in Hungary.
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Screened-in Snow
Whose woods these are, I think I know. Screened-in view with baubles faux! Beyond is the creek … an icy
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Now Playing
A spoof on Christmas 2007 with Robert Naranjo in Santa Fe.
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