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The Golden Ticket: Charlie Bucket is 50

Is there a child among us who didn't feel grateful to be more Charlie Bucket than Veruca Salt?

The good news always was that if you were reading the actual book, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, then surely you were more Charlie, and so you were safe from the fate that befalls the gluttonous, the greedy, the gum-chewing and the tv-obsessed.

If you were reading the book, then you had the Golden Ticket in your own hands, too.

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Country Mouse Monday: the dearth

Spend enough time watching bees, and I swear, it changes what you see. It changes how you see.

You don’t have to keep bees to do this. All you have to do is stand around, observing the action flower-to-flower in some green place. Where are they landing? What are they gathering?

What I see right now? The dearth is upon us.

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July is The Jackal

Oh frabjous day when the next installment of a beloved story (The Book of Life, yes!!) shows up in plain cardboard just inside the front gate!

Oh beloved month of July, when hours and hours of each day are spent watching the Tour de France!

Dear people, here's your warning. For the next week or so, you might want to refrain from interrupting me, or you will hear me say these words:

Are you talking to me during The Jackal?

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Country Mouse Monday: bee-licious!

Oh my, so much has happened recently. Well, not happened exactly, as if it just did it all on its own. Allow me to re-phrase.

Oh my, I’ve made so much stuff happen recently!

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Making a living from love

Anyone who’s spent any amount of time with me since the remarkable weekend I spent at Misfit Con has heard me go on and on about the conference. I still can’t stop talking about it. And it’s not just coming out my mouth. Nope. The greatest thing is how that experience is continuing to express itself in every single thing I do now. It’s true:

I am forever changed.

The biggest thing is that I think I am actually doing something I wrote about at least a year ago, when I wondered in a Facebook status, “could I make a living out of enthusiasm?”

Thanks to that long weekend in Fargo, North Dakota with a hundred or so new friends and co-conspirators, I’m taking it a step further.

I’m making a living from love.

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