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Cajun Woman
for Starlight Dances Looking for an answer, waiting on a clue, making myself dizzy thinking up new things to do. My cup runneth over; now it’s spilled out on the floor. Making messes, I can do for sure. Asking more … Continue reading
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Tagged Cajun, food, gumbo, jambalaya, love, relationships, Starlight Dances
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Cottonmouth
My girlfriend saw it first: against the railing that runs along the length of the back porch, a greyish shadow slipping from the steps, behind the potted plants toward the light. As it began to turn toward the back door … Continue reading