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We had approximately 100 kids at our door for Halloween this year. I say “we,” but it actually was just LeAnn, because with COVID, I heard the kids and sometimes I peeked from a distance, but I didn’t get near the door.

This is my first time in the COVID barrel, and I won’t go on about it because while my case is mild, many have had horrific experiences with it, and beyond that, I think we’re all tired of talking about it. I’ll just say that COVID is neither a trick nor a treat to be shared at the door on Halloween night or at any other time.

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For Wilshire Baptist Church

I’ve been dreaming regularly about my father. Ever since his passing in July, he’s been a frequent character in the overnight movies that play in my head. He hasn’t been the lead, and in fact he hasn’t had a speaking part at all, but he’s been there on the screen. If the dream includes a car ride, he’s been in the car. Or a meal around the table? Yep, sitting there too. Even in some of the weird, twisted tales that play at my midnight cinema, I can look across a scene and he’ll be there – just quietly being himself.

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For Wilshire Baptist Church

A large, long-haired white cat has taken to lounging in our back yard. We see her on the patio, on the walk, in the flower beds, drinking from the birdbath. She moves slowly and gingerly – as if she’s stalking some unseen prey, or maybe she has arthritis or some other ailment. Whatever, we’re OK with her hanging out but we won’t feed her because, frankly, we don’t want to become the feral cat headquarters of our Embree neighborhood.

Continue reading “Imagination on the Prowl”