What under the sun did I do yesterday? Well, let me tell you. It was one of those beautiful early spring days, almost too perfect to be believed. It started mundanely enough with putting water in the bird baths, but it picked up after that. I ate BBQ lunch with my son and his family […]
Feb 22, 2016
A Tangle of Tree Limbs and Cozies
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Sunday afternoon, February 21. I gaze at the tangle of bare, winter time branches crisscrossing each other above my driveway. Maple tree and white mulberry limbs snarl together like two balls of yarn after a kitten’s playful antics. I hope the trees do not put out leaves too soon because I’m afraid this pseudo spring weather won’t last. […]
Feb 22, 2014
Comfort and Quilts
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Yesterday I wrote about my thoughts being a potpourri, a mixture of this and that. The day turned out to be that way too. The good far out-weighed the bad and the bad wasn’t all that bad; I took a tumble but the good part was, I sprang right up with no assistance, I didn’t […]
Feb 14, 2014
Looking Beyond
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A dear friend told me that she likes to look out her window at the beautiful view of pines and mountains . Only thing is, she has to look beyond a couple of not-so-lovely buildings that stand between her and the uplifting scenery. She has to look past the ugliness to see the beauty. I […]
Sep 30, 2013
Squirrel Wisdom
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Yesterday, when I wrote about the rain and how it inspired me to bake chocolate chip cookies, a pie crust, and stir up some fudge, I was reminded of one of my favorite children’s books, Thunder Cake. Have any of you parents or grandparents or retired teachers ever read it to your children? When Sara was […]
Aug 6, 2013
An Old-Fashioned Flower
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Do you ever experience a brief flashback? I mean, really fleeting, not even a memory but a feeling, a picture, a scent maybe, that is a past moment in time? It is so elusive that it’s gone before you can name it. That’s the way I am about moss rose and Ma Latty’s front porch […]
