the old girl

We have a lake house down in the Wabash Valley, so we travel up and down Highway 41 a lot. A couple of years ago, these gorgeous Imperial Storm Trooper wind turbines went up in the fields right around Raub, Indiana. I’m going to say hundreds of them, but I’ve never really finished counting. Anyway, look at the cute lil windmill right there in the middle of them. That old girl makes me smile. She’s saying, “Fellers, I’m a-done with this here wind business. I’m a-gonna rest here and watch you boys spin around fer a change.” That’s what I’m a-gonna do, too, when I’m finished spinning around.

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About Ginny O'Donnell

After reading a really nice obituary a few years ago, I considered what they'll write about me. "She worked all day, then went home and made supper." Except now, my husband has retired, so he makes the supper. Hm. I sound kinda lazy, but I'm always busy. You'll see. Part 2: I like my original About Me, so I'm keeping it intact. But now I, too, am footloose. Let's see what happens next, shall we? Part 3: Just to keep everything in perspective, I'm keeping parts 1 and 2 intact. Now, I am actively and happily NOT so footloose, doing my thing over at Cottage Door Press. And with it being off its training wheels, I will pick up my ginnygram pen again. Love!

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  1. Hi Ms. Ginny O’ (or god, as I often call you). I am enjoying reading your blog. After reading your first few entries, I know that in the afternoon, I am guaranteed a smile or a thought provoking image that will take me through the rest of my day. xoxo

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