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Here’s another thing you’ll have to explain to me… Hair has become the new art medium. I understood why Tom Hanks used his hair to weave a rope in The Castaway , but why…. Are people using their hair to … Continue reading
There is a gumpy little saying cruising the internet. It’s all over facebook, adorned with rainbows or kittens. To be a rebel, I’m attaching my saddle oxfords to it…or I would if I had any. First…the saying. If you are … Continue reading
While doing research , I ran across an old black and white magazine ad for SPAM. In the Hormel line-up was Tongue Spam. Unfortunately, I can’t find the ad again in the internet maze, but it brought back a shadowy … Continue reading
Many of the readers of Before Morning Breaks are folks who’ve tromped the by-ways and vine-littered trails of life. The souvenirs they’ve picked up along their illustrious and rock-an-a-hard-place journeys are gemstones of stories and wisdom. So when you ask … Continue reading
It’s Monday. Time to slip on your hot flash jacket, and head back to work. Like a female pine cone squeezing its scales with humidity, (yes, pine cones have gender) fabric woven with chemistry and British voodoo will react to … Continue reading
There’s a story behind the Two Pan’s Needles, Dogs, and Secrets posted last week. It surprised the woofers out of me to discover that sewing needles were a precious commodity in the newly opened Western territories. It was easier to … Continue reading
The heartbeat of the past goes….Click…tick…click. The sound echoes around the work room. It’s the steady pulse of a contraption called a damsel which shakes a few grains of wheat into the eye of the mill’s grinding stones. A water … Continue reading
Ha! Years ago, we caught the ol’ gal when she smacked into a window. Shaky from a sugar high, she was lurking. Waiting to snag a loose tooth and be on her way. Instead, Dallas Cowboy Fan and I wrestled … Continue reading
I like to stand outside on moonlit nights and watch the skies. When there isn’t a full moon, and I’m not looking for elves and werewolves, I enjoy guessing the time of night by the position of the constellations. Because … Continue reading