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Common Ground Fair: uncommonly delightful, fun.
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Maine Organic Farmers have a wonderful country fiar with livestock, agricultural products and businesses, folk arts, herbs, energy and shelter exhibits and a great childrens' area. I HAD to buy a bunch of these gorgeous organic carrots in rainbow colors.
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I just HAD to get a sweet fern wreath to wear...this year I chose hot red peppers to add in with the flowers. Maybe it was the music playing on the bandstand that made me choose to be more adventurouse this year.
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Have you seen my mind,
I think I left it somewhere
Is it lost with yours?
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Lost in my house…yikes!
never see days light again
is how my life goes
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Have you seen my sock
I know I had two before
dryer lost sock again
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Retired pace is still a race–
a pace that tires most rugged.
The days pace is set early–
pace ends with Jay/Jimmy Fallon !
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Water wonderland,
winter wonderland,
I wonder what spring and fall
wonder about. Sigh.
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My father used to say,
when people complained about the weather:
“you have to have weather whether you want it or not.”
and I’d sigh.
And now, I repeat the phrase when people whine and complain
about the weather, whether they can do anything about it ….or not.
Not. Sigh.
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Loose lips sink ships was an old saying back in the day.
Scandal could metaphorically sink a ship. To be a bit sly about
the world of the sailors R and R licking lips was the
least obvious way to let the un-lucky in love know
that the least legal profession was on the loose .
It would be difficult for the long arm of the law to add the ladies
and the gents to their legal log of loose women and un-lucky sailors
who wished lucky in love equalled legal at least.
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The long hand written log of the captain of the ship might be
written with lemon juice…it’s invisible ink you know…to prevent the
loose lips from sinking the ship with it’s gossip.
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