In this series of blogs, Writing Woes, I will share with you some amusing insights on the mistakes people inadvertently make when writing, based on my work as a professional tutor and as a writer for Summit University. (You can visit my tutoring website here: https://lynnthetutor.com) Here we go! “The leaders poured over the map.” […]
In this series of blogs, Writing Woes, I will share with you some amusing insights on the mistakes people inadvertently make when writing, based on my work as a professional tutor and as a writer for Summit University. (You can visit my tutoring website here: https://lynnthetutor.com) Here we go! The Blatant Beast—How to Tame Dangling
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Today, I’m sharing with you a little flavor of Vieques, my new home town. Enjoy! Christmas Celebration at the Plaza Not really in the plaza, but this is my house – La Casa Violeta Christmas Decorations at Muñoz Rivera Plaza Horses! They’re Everywhere! Where to Park in Vieques 😀 A Local Deli, Buen Provecho
The doctor slapped my rump and handed me to my mother. “Why am I here?” I demanded. Who am I? What is the purpose of life? And do I really have to be a housewife when I grow up like those silly women at the shower?” “Maybe,” my mother suggested, “she’s hungry.” “Oh,” I squalled,
Hi Everyone, This is Linda Darlene (Crúce-Robin), Lynn’s web master. I have been unable to reach Lynn, so I’m asking you to pray for her, the island of Vieques, Puerto Rico and the entire northern Caribbean area. Here’s what the news is saying: The hurricane packing winds of 140 km/hr (85mph) makes landfall in US
Many of my dear friends asked me to keep in touch and tell them all about my adventures when I moved to Vieques. At first, we communicated by texting to each other, but over time that became complicated, and it was hard for people to stay on topic. Many of the things I have written
I got cold today! 😄 It was 88° and so humid it rained every half hour or so, but I was cool, not perspiring at all. It felt like a miracle, and it all came from a little silver-colored ice machine. Why did I wait so long to get it? It was due to arrive
Every day I walk my dog Mijo. I have established a smallish loop that gives him plenty of opportunity to anoint trees with his unique scent and to do the rest of his business on dirt rather than the sidewalk. I wear a sun hat to keep my head not cool but not broiled either.
Yesterday I was asked if I do much cooking. I love to cook. I have all sorts of equipment and tools for cooking, But I had to answer, “No.” There are two grocery stores within walking distance of my apartment in Vieques, Supermercado Morales also called ‘Little Morales,’ and Family Market. On Wednesdays, the food
Many Sunday drives ended at my Great Aunt Ruth’s farm, two bucolic acres in the heart of Fullerton, California, long before it became covered over with tract homes and factories. The farm was a glorious treat for my four year old self. There was a sturdy, short fig tree bearing hundreds of Black Mission figs,
