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A Field Trip of Color: In my neighborhood

By Leslie Parks - Thursday, October 27, 2016
Loosely gripping the steering wheel, I sit quietly in the car. My mind going a million miles, I vaguely notice the side of the road as I pass by. It is quiet in the van.  The radio is off and I am alone. I turn into our subdivision and I gasp at the color that is over powering.  Each time it is the...

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A Season

By Leslie Parks - Wednesday, October 26, 2016
I stand in the rain, the sun, the cold, the wind, the heat and I watch. The camera to my face, tracking the movement with my finger on the focus button. Waiting for that one shot.  It may be of my child, it maybe of someone else's child, but I wait.  I keep my camera with me, it guards my mouth from shouting....

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A Project: Cell Cake

By Leslie Parks - Sunday, October 23, 2016
 She is my last child to do this project.  Unfortunately I don't have a photo of the middle's project when he did it last year. The directions suggested the local grocery store because they have a bulk candy section.  We went back and forth about the cake, the candy, the frosting.  She had a list and yet it was different then what we...

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A Tradition

By Leslie Parks - Friday, October 21, 2016
This year it's only. Last two years it was two and before that it was three.  We are down to only one. Only one has decided to dress up. We've had fun in the past doing a "photoshoot" in front of the house, but this year, I thought I'd asked her to chop off a finger. Me: "Give me five minutes." Her: "No,...

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A Sanctuary

By Leslie Parks - Thursday, October 20, 2016
 The House of the Revolving Door is the name I've given to 5319 Bellaire.  It's an average house, not any different in style than the rest of the houses in the neighborhood.  Nothing that would draw a person to look at it twice.  It blends in. There is nothing special about it at all. There is no revolving door but that is the...

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A Sadness

By Leslie Parks - Wednesday, October 19, 2016
The light is new, peaking over the mountains as I pull into the deserted parking lot.  There is a little chill in the air, and I can almost smell autumn. I step out and the whole world is quiet. I take a breath and feel the calm soak into my bones. Opening the back of the van, I let out the dog. Suddenly...

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A turning: 16

By Leslie Parks - Thursday, October 13, 2016
Sometimes birthdays are anticlimactic at our house.  We've done the whole big invite everyone over birthday but sometimes the birthdays get lost in the hustle and bustle of everyday life. This year is was more of the later than the former with company, and a death, a new member of the family, school sports, and well just craziness.  However, he just rolled with...

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