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Going to Delaware Park, Wilmington

Its charm began the moment we stepped from the side parking lot to walk the path through the small wooded area over the picturesque bridge that spanned the wee creek and led to the side entrance. Pausing at the bridge for a moment was a must-do each time. We never entered any other way.

I was a novice at the beginning of the racing journey and not greatly knowledgeable when it ended. Yet I did absorb bits and pieces by observing and listening whenever I heard the word horse mentioned. I picked a few winners too, mostly by devotion to the feminine entering as jockeys, an uncommon situation at that time. I also followed my instinct for the long shots and the racing form for the favorites. These were pre-internet years when information was not readily available at my fingertips. Of course, I won’t say that I didn’t use a bit of intuition from time to time, either. Available on Amazon.com in paperback or ebook.

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pspoetry Day 6 from the Captain’s POV

The Captain at the Window

The Captain

you feed me faithfully twice a day

crunchy, dry food at 7:30 a m

scrumptious, meaty Fancy Feast at 4 p m

snacks in the afternoon while you lunch

you stroke my shiny, black fur with love

rub my jaw below my ears with zest

causing me to meow in contentment

I love curling up on your lap

but you refuse to let me run your life

and chase everyone else out of it! why is that?

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pspoetry day 4 Occoneechee State Park

Occoneechee State Park

Living back in town

loving it, yet missing the forest

longing for nature’s way

communicating with me

trees saying welcome back, to me

spirits running, racing by, for me

to see

along the lakeside

over the gullies

around a copse

sending love into the air

I breathe it in

Occoneechee State Park

restores my inner nature..

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pspoetry Day 3 The Robin (forgive me Edgar Allan Poe)

Flowers for the Robin

The Robin –arlene s bice

One lovely afternoon, while I was reading in my sunroom

A well written story of a lifetime remembered from long ago

While I grunted, near to smile, I looked and saw a robin all a rile

He tried to nibble, all aglow, nipping at my flowers all in a row-

“What’s he doing,” I pondered, “nipping at my flowers all in a row-

            Singly thus and naught I know.”

Ah, for certain I rely it was the middle of July

And each individual bloom teased that bird

I watched it closely—I had grown those blooms

From seeds and soil;–to full blown, my word—

Out of books, other advice and what I heard—

            Forever now I ought to know.

And the sun continued to shine in my cheerful sunroom

Contented me—I sat and the storybook settled within;

At this moment, the passion of the story, I kept on reading;  

He tried to nibble, all aglow, nipping at my flowers all in a row-

“What’s he doing,” I pondered, “nipping at my flowers all in a row-

            Only nibbling and naught I know.”

Soon my reading grew intensive, pausing no further,

“Dear author said I,” your understanding I beg;

Forgive me, I was dozing, while the robin was still in a rile

As the robin nibbled, all aglow, nipping at my flowers all in a row-

“Why does he continue,” I wondered, “nipping those flowers all in a row-

            I want but naught I know.”

And the Robin, ignoring me, still nibbles the blooms, gently

In my garden of flowers looking so lively and lovely;

As his eyes look up at me from time to time, determined,

And the sun begins to fade slowly from my ignoring vision

Still glued to the pages I’m avidly reading my vision

            affirms exactly what I need to know!

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pspoetry day 2

cousin Jackie Bice, me, brother Bob Bice

Home to Me

Home is carried with me

snuggled in my heart

wrapped by things I love

like a tremendous hug

art, books, letters, cards

memories of yesteryears

promises for tomorrow

happy with chosen friends

like-minded, open, loving

caring, sharing, receiving

a full life of words written

read, spoken, cherished.

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pspoetry day 1

Morning Haiku

sunshine bright today

look forward to be outdoors

sun on face lovely

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Ten Things of Thankful 21.12.25.

Christmas Past
  1. I am healing little by little.
  2. Ribs are just about healed
  3. I survived the car accident.
  4. Have fabulous friends who care.
  5. Zooming my granddaughter Rachel.
  6. Rachel’s youthful Christmas enthusiasm.
  7. Wonderful Christmas memories.
  8. Everyone’s cheerful Christmas spirit.
  9. Books.
  10. Thoughtfulness of others.

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Ten Things of Thankful, again

goodbye little Mazda 2

Ten things I am (big time) grateful for on 21.12.10.

  1. The car accident was not worse than it was. It could have been.
  2. That Arlene can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
  3. EMTs that responded.
  4. Nurses in EM ward
  5. Doctors on duty.
  6. Modern medicine.
  7. Dear friends surrounding me.
  8. Angels who came to help me heal.
  9. Strangers who stayed to get help.
  10. A body that won’t give up.

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Ten Things of Thankful

No More Mazda2

Ten things I am (big time) grateful for on 21.12.10.

  1. The car accident was not worse than it was. It could have been.
  2. That Arlene can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
  3. EMTs that responded.
  4. Nurses in EM ward
  5. Doctors on duty.
  6. Modern medicine.
  7. Dear friends surrounding me.
  8. Angels who came to help me heal.
  9. Strangers who stayed to get help.
  10. A body that won’t give up.

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Fraser Firs, Palm Trees & Spanish Moss-New Book for Christmas giving!

Great, Fun Book!

.Just in time for hostess gifts, exchange gifts, or filling the stocking! Personal stories of Christmas memories that are funny, poignant, and highly entertaining! Remember the time when everything possible went wrong on a Christmas Eve? But all was okay on Christmas Day. . .Read the stories of Maggie Chalifoux,

Charlene Ellington, Arlene Benden Enos, Roseann Heinrich, and the author. Be sure to buy a copy for your on enjoyment. $10 on Amazon.com or locally at Oakley Hall Art & Antiques, N. Main St. Warrenton NC (Fri. & Sat. 11-4) For a signed copy, contact me. I also snail mail.

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