It was the middle of summer and I was outside in the back yard washing my car in just a pair of cut-off jeans and a loose top that showed off a bit of cleavage when bent over. I was about just over half way to getting my car washed when eighteen year old Tommy popped his head over the fence. "Hi, nice day for a car wash." He said with a smile on his face....
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It was our first house. We were the 3rd. to buy on the street. The neighbor's house went in the following summer, we weren't particularly overjoyed that it was so close to our property line and set about 4 feet higher than ours. When they moved in, we found them to be a very friendly family of 5, wife in her late 30's, husband about 15 years older, three boy...
I don’t remember ever having a weekend to myself. Not in our 20 years of marriage. How relaxing it was to not hear, “Mom, Mom, Mom this and Mom that!” Not knowing quite what to do with myself I guess I was much more used to people telling me what to do and what to think than I cared to admit. Feeling a bit annoyed I decided to trim my roses. Sensing some pri...
Molly awoke at dawn, her head clear, her thoughts turned to her stomach which gave a growl on queue. She negotiated her way out of her hammock and straightened her hair and clothing. She made her way on deck and found a host of other pirates milling there too. Breakfast was been served and she helped herself to some food. She looked for someone she recognise...
It is the first weekend of spring, the sun is shining there's not a cloud to be found. It is a beautiful day. I am in the kitchen at the sink washing the breakfast dishes as I watch you tending to the backyard. You take such pride in your yard. The trees are well tended, the grass is green and lush all summer and fall. After I finish with the dishes I gra...
Hi. My name is Emery Wattles. I've worked construction all my life and I've got the build to prove it. "All my life" happens to be only forty-four years old right now, and I plan to live a long time. I made enough money doing construction that I only do it when I want to. I do a lot of consulting and a lot of training, and I do a lot of it on sites so as it...
By the time we made it to our villa on St. Croix it was dark. It had been a long, drawn out travel day. Up early for our flight to Houston, connection to St. Thomas, lay over for nearly 3 hours then quick flight to the largest of the US virgin islands. The rental car company was operating on "island time" so we had a delay before getting the car then we fina...
It was a gorgeous sunshiny day on Maple Street. The sound of a lawn mower could be heard in the distance. Dave stepped off his patio and began walking around his new yard. Him and his lovely wife April had just moved in last week. Dave did well. He took over his father's faltering manufacturing business at 25 and now at the ripe old age of 43, he was a milli...
In my younger days I was lucky enough to have seen Godfrey Kneller's portrait of master woodcarver Grinling Gibbons. That was long before the Internet, and I could never find a reproduction of the painting, but finally I located an image online. So I looked on the Net to find out more about Gibbons and discovered: of the few things known, nobody can agree o...