Tongue in Cheek

I am Judy Wilcox

I am a procrastinator.

When this pandemic hit, I decided as long as I was going to be isolating at home, I might as well dig into the numerous projects I’d been putting off for years.  I made a list—clean closets, drawers, cabinets, and the storage area which hasn’t been tackled for, well,...

My name is Susan May,

I am delighted to tell a bit of my story, here on Corey's blog. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was born and raised in Anchorage, Alaska. 

 

Growing up far from the continental United States, travel has been part of my life since a toddler. 

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Write a guest post for Corey’s blog? 

My inner critic was quick to respond,

“No way, it told me, that’s too scary. It’s out of your comfort zone.”

Totally true, I thought.

Then, I casually mentioned the idea to my other half, Randy, the best person I know and my high school sweetheart. He thought it was...

         Photo taken through a window in Paris last night

Text by Adrian Michael on Instagram 

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I am asking you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos to my email then I...

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Greetings to all of you I feel so honored to be able to write here as part of this wonderful community. As Corey had mentioned I felt shy like others about coming forward, which is unusual because I am a classic extrovert. Let me start by saying Hello and thank you for sharing this part of your day. My name is Heather and I met...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I am asking you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos to my email then I will post...

Sacha in Spain while working on a documentary this year.

Hello Everyone,

Traveling overseas for work has become difficult during COVID-19. 

When it comes to shoots abroad I'd like to offer my help to anyone who might have the need, whether you need a traveling shooter, people to connect with abroad, or help with rules,...

Hi There** 

My name is Sarah and I have been gifted with the invitation from Corey to tell a little about me and my life.

I am a flight attendant this month I start my 33rd year. To some that is a lot but to me it seems like yesterday when I was 25 I received the call from Piedmont airlines to come for an interview....

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I am asking you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos to my email then I will post...

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Hello everybody and thank you Corey for inviting me to be a guest on your blog. 

(photo old postcard found on the web)

I grew up in Whitney Point, New York, a dairy farming community where there were (literally) more cows than people. Everyone in our small village looked like me, with dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and pale skin sprinkled with freckles. The biggest difference was when someone had dark hair or brown eyes....

A glass mortar and pestle.

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This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I am asking you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos to my email then I...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I am asking you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos to my email then I...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I am asking you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos to my email then I will post...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I have asked you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos through email.) I feel I know...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I have asked you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos through email.) I feel I know...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I have asked you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life (please send your story and JPEG photos through email.) I feel I know...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate that I have asked you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life I feel I know so many of you through the comment...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I have asked you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life I feel I know so many of you through the comment section and emails I...

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate I have asked you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life I feel I know so many of you through the comment section and emails I...

A constant about life

everything

changes and is changing

stars burn brightly

This November my blog will be 16 years old. To celebrate that I have asked you my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog as a way of celebrating our connectedness as a community through social media. 

I hope you will send me your story or at least a glimpse into your life I feel I know so many of you through the comment section and...

Let your story be told

in words that sing the notes that brought you here, with melodies that weave your days into song. Let us hear it, all the notes hi and lows, and the note that carried you through.

Please, I want to hear about you:

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Cinderellas I have watched you grow on the vine, snuggled in the dirt, full and ripe

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Cinderellas I have watched you grow on the vine, snuggled in the dirt, full and ripe

Stacked on the blue truck away you go

Petal by petal

your fragrance a soothing strength

unfolding with consistency 

though your depth surpasses such a mundane word

eternal beauty,

poetic boldness,

even in your elegance

your protective thorns set the boundaries

though hinder not your graceful strength.

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on a building’s wall. Not three yards away was a man gathering his belongings; Several empty plastic bottles, a massive soiled plastic sheet that appeared to be his home, and a rag for a blanket. His clothes barely hung on him.

Barefoot.
Unruly hair and...

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Cherry tomates clinging to the vine

Gently swirl them with a generous splash of olive oil,

toss oregano and salt confetti

bake for 30 minutes or so on medium heat until theit coats wrinkle.

A moisten path

leaves glistening with raindrops,

nature breathing after a long spell without rain.

Snails. 

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I know it does.

My name is on the door.

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Be safe

be kind

Scream if need be, get it out, but do so without hurting anyone.

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