Month: June 2020
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Happy Hydrangea
Last week I bought my first hydrangea (Nikko Blue). This week I bought all new sheets and rearranged a bedroom just because of the amazing blooms. I’m doomed. Let the hydrangea addiction begin! I even hung one to experiment with drying them… There are worse addictions, right??? (Famous last words!) Do you grow hydrangea? If so,…
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hydrangea
Hydrangea is such a funny word. But man oh man, do they have gorgeous blooms. I am a houseplant person. Period. I am not a gardener. So it’s with a great deal of fear that I present to you my Nikko Blue hydrangea. I’m not exactly sure what I’m doing, but I hope we can…
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the second question
I hesitate to use the word ‘collector’. Many times it conjures up images of crammed shelves filled with wide-eyed porcelain figurines or collectible teacups. There’s nothing wrong with those things, mind you, but they weren’t really my mother’s style. Let’s just say she enjoyed hearts. Especially unusual hearts. She found them difficult to pass up…
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just a tweak
We have the world’s smallest hall bathroom. When my family came to visit us last year I told them to be sure to use the bathroom on the airplane before they got off because it’s the biggest bathroom they’d see in the next week. The truth is though, it’s perfectly okay for us. We have…
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Beautifully Mundane
It is early morning and I start another day. Tilly has an amazing internal alarm clock that insists on no more sleeping past 5:30am. Sometimes, it’s 5:33am. I would love to be one of those people that wakes up pleasantly, stretches and thanks the Lord for a new day. I am not. I would like…
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Tilly’s First Tide
Vacationing without vacationing seems to be our rallying cry this summer. Keeping things local, daytrips, and ‘cheap entertainment’. Like so many of you, COVID has left its mark on many. We continue to be grateful, however. For health and the health of our extended family as well. And, of course, for Tilly and all of…
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The Call of the Bells
The sound of a bell is said to disengage our mind from the onslaught of thoughts and ideas and stimuli that is constantly grabbing our attention and time. The bell is a symbol of peace and freedom. Freedom from all that is twisting our minds, the bell sound ushers us into a place where we…
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GHOST by Jason Reynolds
I miss Castle. I realize this isn’t something I need to hide (anymore.) But you have to understand, I started this secret habit back before it was cool. I was a full-fledged adult with full-fledged middle school and high school children when Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants first came out. I hid in my bedroom and…
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