Divinebunbun's Rugged Rural Missouri

Divinebunbun lives in a log cabin on 100 acres in the rocky Ozark foothills. Her porch is a box seat on nature and the seasons. This is her journal of chores and mysteries, natural history photos, and observations.

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Thursday, September 21, 2017

My Team

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Couldn't recover myself all alone; it was too much to ask. So now I have a support team. They are: Taylor, a young Doctor of Physical ...

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Simple Pleasures

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"What would be fun?" I asked my shattered self, and then thought of stopping at the local bakery for coffee and maybe a pecan r...

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Friday, June 9, 2017

Like Flesh

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A known oyster-mushroom log at the entrance to the eastern woods produced these fleshy beauties in late April (photo taken 27 April); the ...

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Are Flags at Half-Staff All the Time?

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Taken Nov. 19, 2015 It seemed to me that flags fly at half-staff more than they used to -- in fact almost continually -- and I wanted to...

Monday, December 1, 2014

The Dismal Science

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"Hi, Galaxy," I said to my phone. "Call The Medicine Shoppe." A Walgreens recording answered. Figuring that Galaxy mes...

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Thursday, April 4, 2013

The White Carnation Story

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I've been shy about it for four years, but now I'll tell you I'm a cancer survivor who was cured but must visit the cancer cente...

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