Fresh

Been in Texas the last few days. I’m set up to work in my daughter’s home office, which shares space with two kennels where her dogs sleep at night. I would like to thank Febreze for making the air in the room safe to breathe every morning. Dear Febreze, you can kill odors for me anytime. Love, Virginia.

Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “fresh.”

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4 Responses to Fresh

  1. I asked my daughter to make A Rangoli art( colored design pattern) on the floor.She says she does not know how too do it, I was about to get angry commenting on her age, maturity & what not.Then suddenly I stopped myself, I needed a fresh way of telling her what, how & why it is to be done. To freshen life wait a moment & think for a fresh approach to solve problems.

  2. Me & friend Rajen are sitting in the college canteen. The college rage Anita enters the scene, I say : ” here comes a woman.” Rajen is staring at her & spills some tea on his pants, it seems he has not heard me. I show him what he has done.Again his attention is drawn to Anita and he tries to clean his pants with the same tea instead of water.We have a great laugh.

  3. ernestine says:

    When I think of the word fresh
    I think of laundry
    that hangs outside on a line
    in the wonderful sunshine.
    Fresh is what they smell
    when you take them off the line
    and bring inside.
    No scent compares this Fresh smell….

  4. Cory Chase says:

    Fresh.
    That was what she said. I was not dubbed this sobriquet because of a close shave or bearing the scent of an Irish spring: the title was bestowed upon me for my lascivious comment concerning the colorful image festooned across her lower vertebrae and down to, I presumed, her coccyx.

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