My Big, Ugly Feet

by Ruth, a.k.a. Momma Frizzle I do not have pretty feet. They are broad, functional means of conveyance, but they are not beautiful to look at. My toes are chubby little sentinels all the same size with two protrusive big toes, a feature inherited from my mother.   The only...
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Sisterhood Tour of NYC

What’s it really like on our Frizzle sister weekends? Well, here’s a taste from our time together in New York City. Frizzle sisters ride the subway with coffee cups, coats, strollers, and huge purses, snapping photographs every ten seconds. (I texted this one to my...
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Traveling with Baggage

by Ruth, a.k.a. Momma Frizzle When Iā€™m packing for a trip, I hear voices. Living and dead ones. Although she passed away 18 years ago, Aunt Bobbie overseas my suitcase packing. She was an expert, making the most of every inch in her powder-blue leather luggage. As a girl, I loved...
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The Way Things Are

by Ruth, aka Momma Frizzle Daddy Rooster just booked our fall getaway for early November, which got me thinking about this story from last year and the distance between expectations and reality.   October 14, 2011 ā€“ As a storyteller, I am sometimes tempted to sugar coat the...
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Beach Solitude

by Ruth, aka Momma Frizzle Ormond Beach, Fla. ā€“ Sandpipers dart along the foamy rim of the surf. Retreating waves leave a glassy surface reflecting sky blue, sandy tan, and speckled bird underbelly. Further out, waves rise and break churning the water into a frothy green. The...
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Fungus Among Us

by Jo-Jo, aka Teen Chick While visiting family in Georgia, something small piqued my interest ā€“ mushrooms! In the beginning, I only gave them a passing glance. But, suddenly, it seemed as if they were everywhere. I started noticing them even while zooming by on an ATV. The...
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Of Men and Mountains

Touring the Biltmore Estate with the audio guide, I understood for the first time the scope of George Vanderbilt’s vision and purpose. His ultimate ambition was never so narrow as his own pleasure, or even that of his family and friends. Vanderbilt had generations in mind....
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