September 1, 2026
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Close Enough to Notice
This morning I was watching our little neighborhood chippy move through the grass, stopping now and then as though whatever it was doing made perfect sense to it. I love watching the creatures that visit Behind the Puddle. I notice where they go, what they seem to prefer, when they return, and sometimes when something… Continue reading
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Be It Known That
Yesterday my mom gave me something she had found while sorting through photographs and keepsakes. It was a plaque from my dad’s belongings, a Ford certification recognizing Dick Neal as an active member of the Certified Training Program and a Registered Technician. I remember only two places where my dad worked during the seven short… Continue reading
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Behind the Puddle | The Summer I Learned to See
On May 2, Brian dug out a little piece of ground for me. It was maybe four feet by five feet, just enough level space to move my chair and table downstairs so I could sit outside when I wanted to. There was no patio yet. There was no Behind the Puddle, and there were… Continue reading
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