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Magpie 32 - Her Secret Recipe




after
her last
birthday
she took to
storing sugar
in the
hourglass
to sweetly
pass time

Rene~2010
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  1. Now THAT'S the way to celebrate a birthday! Sweet shot, Rene :)

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  2. I loved this!! Such a sweet passage of time life is.

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  3. Use cool honey instead, for really slow time...:)

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  4. good one! Sweet times are always the best!

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  5. Rene, this is beyond sweet ~ the comment you left for me ~ priceless!

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  6. Wonderful way to respond to the prompt. Very imaginative and enjoyable.

    Elizabeth

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  7. That's a wonderful image - a very sweet thought.

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  8. Wonderful idea indeed,we might not control the time but we can pass it sweetly.. Fabulous !!!

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  9. so true, we do have a choice, we are our own masters!

    Great Magpie :)

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  10. Ah, very good advice. I'm filling mine with sugar, too!

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  11. You must have an unusual hourglass if its re-fillable! LOL :)

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  12. I thought that this was a clever piece. It sounds like a good sentence to start a larger story with too. Also, thank you for stopping by my new little plot at blogger.

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  13. Hah! Cinnamon might work, too, eh?

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  14. Love it!

    p.s. I am off to pop tart world this weekend :)

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  15. Right! I am all in favor of sweetening our lives any way we can.

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  16. I love this, your words are brilliant.
    Thanks so much for visiting my blog.

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  17. That was sweet, yet profound. Hope we can all add the sugar in our lives.

    Thanks for stopping by my blog.

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  18. Oh! I LOVE that. Had me smiling - BIG!!

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  19. I have a sweet tooth, so that particular hourglass won't last long... Great mag!

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  20. Wow!
    Thank you all for stopping by, reading and commenting...
    What a nice surprise to wake up to :)

    Have a great weekend everyone!

    Rene

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  21. Short, and very sweet! Awesome magpie! =)

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  22. Rene...this post is simply an 'inspiration'.

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  23. Would that I could make all my time run sweet! Great mag!

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  24. Ah, if life were but as sweet! Time should be; let's talk to the Maker! A most Excellent magpie! I love your blog design; very original! A penny for my thought; isn't that a good idea!

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  25. very cool idea and great post! sweet!

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  26. Oh, I like that you've singed up with Willow's Magpie Tales. your poetry is perfect for that. Brilliant! :)

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  27. Once again, thank you old friends and new , for stopping by and leaving me some pennies in the hat :)

    I truly appreciate it!

    Rene

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  28. having recently had a b-day, i'll be right back, gonna buy some sugar...doesn't touch the phrase time flies...

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