Author Archives: literarylee

About literarylee

I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.

Morning Greeting

Posted on March 21, 2017 by literarylee

Hello dearie are you bleary maybe cheery on this happy morn? Coffee brewing eggies chewing hope renewing on a path well-worn? Sun is rising day apprising adventures surprising look! now being born. Washing, dressing, get a blessing, no more messing go with joy … Continue reading →

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Create for Lent

Posted on March 10, 2017 by literarylee

When we create we exercise our personhood and express our very nature as the handiwork of the Creator. Lent is the forty day period leading to Holy Week and Pascha (Easter). Those who take advantage of Lent do certain things that … Continue reading →

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I’d Never Write…

Posted on April 1, 2016 by literarylee

…if I waited for the perfect thing to write about and never risked offending anyone. I don’t know when this idea got planted in my brain but at some point I decided I shouldn’t, and didn’t want to, write personal, reflective posts in … Continue reading →

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New Zealand Bound!

Posted on March 10, 2016 by literarylee

Just a week after getting back at it, writing this and that on these pages, the missus and me, well, we’re going to visit New Zealand. How could we spend three years in Australia and not take a couple weeks to … Continue reading →

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Balloon-set Over Canberra

Posted on March 9, 2016 by literarylee

“Hey, look!”  As we were getting up from the table this morning I pointed out the window at the two hot-air balloons hovering high in the sky aways north. “Nice,” she said as we both, after an appreciative but brief … Continue reading →

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Prescribing Myself A Dose of Music

Posted on March 6, 2016 by literarylee

Certain songs, certain musical works, have power to heal me in surprisingly effective ways. Some songs evoke long-ago events, magically transporting me back to how I felt at that particular moment: happy, sad, energized, serene. Other times, a piece of music … Continue reading →

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I Want to Found a New National Holiday

Posted on March 4, 2016 by literarylee

I want to start a new national holiday. I started it in my own family when our children were young. It is called March Forth and it’s a holiday based on a pun. Today is March Fourth but pun-wise it … Continue reading →

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Still Time to Write

Posted on March 2, 2016 by literarylee

Only four or five months left in my Australian sojourn and I’ve hardly written a word about it or anything else, really. Except for the extremely formal stylized stuff I write at work, a few isolated stabs at picking up … Continue reading →

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Rider Had a Spider

Posted on November 30, 2014 by literarylee

Rider had a spider and his name was Jungle Pete, He had a big red nose and purple shoes upon his feet. Rider and his spider climbed a tree and looked around, And then they flew up in the sky they … Continue reading →

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Sprats ad Absurdum (Written On Our Last Drive Through Appalachia Before Moving to Australia)

Posted on November 11, 2014 by literarylee

Jack Sprat could eat no fat his wife could eat no lean; and so between the two of them, they licked the platter clean. Jack Sprat could eat no white his wife could eat no yolk; and so between the … Continue reading →

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