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The Good Heart

Posted on 04/17/2011 by chick

Poirot says, And the good heart, it is in the end worth all the little gray cells. from “The Jewel Robbery at the Grand Metropolitan”

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Yesterday’s Walk

Posted on 04/13/2011 by chick

While I rave all the time about the convenience of having state park land right behind my house, I think the woods up there are less than exciting. There’s a spot we call the Scenic Overlook, but it doesn’t overlook … Continue reading →

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Le Pee

Posted on 04/12/2011 by chick

I think I want to read this book. Not only don’t you need to drink eight glasses of water every day, you cannot in any way make your complexion more youthful by drinking water. Your body’s water-balance mechanisms are tuned … Continue reading →

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Ready, Set, Action!

Posted on 04/11/2011 by chick

Taking a walk was the last thing I felt like doing today, but I needed the exercise. I needed to do it for both my mental and my physical states. I hate being overweight. It makes me feel bad. Worse … Continue reading →

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BFFs

Posted on 04/10/2011 by chick

Poirot’s know-it-all attitude even irritates his best friend, Hastings, from time to time. In “The Million Dollar Bond Robbery,” Hastings says, “Good Lord, Poirot! Do you know, I’d give a considerable sum of money to see you make a thorough … Continue reading →

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Monumental Feelings

Posted on 04/09/2011 by chick

I picked up some books from the library yesterday, and while was there, I noticed that someone had spruced up the monuments with fresh flags and flowers. And I wondered what they (the sprucer-uppers and also the original erectors of … Continue reading →

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Spring Poetry

Posted on 04/08/2011 by chick

Yesterday I saw my first robin of the spring. Seeing him made me think of one of Emily Dickinson’s poems. A Bird came down the Walk — He did not know I saw — He bit an Angleworm in halves … Continue reading →

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Deathbed Confessions

Posted on 04/07/2011 by chick

It was a cold, winter night one Christmastime when I got the call. My grandfather was in the hospital and the doctors did not think he would make it through the night. I met up with my parents, and we … Continue reading →

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Facts and Theories

Posted on 04/03/2011 by chick

According to M. Poirot, [People] conceive a certain theory, and everything has to fit into that theory. If one little fact will not fit it, they throw it aside. But it is always the facts that will not fit in … Continue reading →

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The Truth About Bakers

Posted on 04/02/2011 by chick

Just because someone bakes yummy cakes doesn’t mean they’re nice.

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