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Suddenly Fall

One moment, it's spring...the next autumn.

Time ... I remember my son asking, "Your minutes or my minutes?"

"What are you talking about. All minutes are the same," I said.

He shook his head. "No, they're not. When you tell me you'll be with me in a minute. Those are the long minutes. When you tell me I have five minutes before it's time for bed. Those are short minutes."

He of course was right... not all minutes are the same, but I try to enjoy them all.

There was a brief moment when I felt like I had been kicked to the curb....

But...After hearing my prose read at Bloomington Art Center... and having the gentleman next to me lean over with program in hand and say, "Can I have your autograph?" I realize...it's just a shift in prospective. Enjoy.

A Little Water

"How little is water?" My son asked sitting in a bathtub filled with plastic boats.
"It's as small as rain,” I explained.
"Pouring from the sky in a thunderstorm." His voice boomed as his feet turned the tepid bath water into crashing waves, sinking half his fleet.
Shaking my head like a dog emerging from a lake. "As small as a raindrop in a gentle spring shower, clinging to a shiny green leaf--"
“Eaten by a big fat green caterpillar that gulps down all the leaves before crashing down to the ground.” His palm smacked the surface sending a spray of water.
Eyebrows popped up like umbrellas, hands flayed like windshield wipers, but still I got wet. “As small as a tear from an orange monarch--”
“Butterfly stuck to a claw of an angry bear.” His arms and hands thrashed. “The bear can’t shake the honey or the butterfly off his paw. The harder he tries, the madder he gets.” Soap, suds and toys scattered.
Suddenly the whirling winds ceased like a summer storm and calm was restored to the water.
My son glanced around. “How can something so little be this messy?”

A Minnesota Corn Dog

Bloomington Theatre and Art Center
Literary Council presents

Waters: a fusion of music,
dance, art and spoken word

Sept 11, 12 - 7:30 pm
Sept 13, 2:00 pm

Black Box Theatre
Bloomington Center for the Arts
1800 W Old Shakopee Road
Bloomington, MN

Admission: Adults - $18
Seniors - $16
Students - $14

www.bloomingtonartcenter.com
952-563-8575

Fresh from the garden - Rose Clippings!‏

Check out this fun new link...It will be coming out every other Monday

http://www.thewildrosepress.com/publisher/newsletters/Rose_Clippings_Aug_10-09.pdf

What's a Radler ?

In Germany, I drank a Radler, although I thought everyone was saying "Rattler"

What is a Radler?
A beverage that is a half-and-half mix of blond lager (usually Pils or Helles) and lemonade. This drink originated in Bavaria in the early 20th century.

I think Leinenkugels - Summer Shandy taste a lot like a Radler/Rattler

And if you want to make your own...

Ingredients

1 tall glass Fill 1/2 the glass with beer - ADD carbonated lemon-lime beverage (7-up or Sprite) or you can substitute lemonade Drink....