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Writing
It’s nearly midnight. Scotland will be up needing to eat in two and a half hours. Church will come early tomorrow. But I can’t help it, I need to write. About a month ago, while reading “The Happiness Project” I had this light bulb moment. She suggested that one figure out their true passion by…
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My mind is full of words
My mind is full of wordsthey float around connecting.They want out. My mind is always writingsentences, phrases, titles ideas stamped waiting to be fleshed out. My mind loves silencewhen it can race creating. I am a writer, if only in my mind.
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Faces
Oh my! What have I done! Hee, hee, hee! Apparently Scotland already has a sense for the dramatic.
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Three Months
Scotland was three months old on Tuesday. The early days when I noted every minute are over, and now the time is passing far too quickly. The most notable change in Scotland is his ability to interact with the world around him. He loves his toys. He can now grab them, and is often found…
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A case of the Mondays
Sunday night I had a serious case of the “Mondays”- meaning I was feeling overwhelmed with all I needed/wanted to get done this week. Monday morning, Scotland woke up with a case of the “needies” meaning he wanted to be held constantly. The weather was an oppressive gray, and my list of “to dos” were…
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Happy Birthday Darling!
Sunday was Tom’s birthday. It was a busy weekend for us, so it was nice to have the calm and quite of Sunday to celebrate. Our dear friends Steve, Mary and their sweet daughter Lydia came up to join the festivities. I made Cafe Rio and chocolate cake. The meal turned out delicious, and the…
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2011 Spring Garden
As a gardener it’s helpful to document each season so that you can make plans for next year. For that reason, and because my sisters requested, here’s a few quick shots I took of my yard this morning: Both the beds pictured above and below were just planted last year. Man, I love how well…
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My outdoor boy
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Being a Mom on Monday
Monday I went to the zoo. It was one of those surreal experiences. There I was pushing a stroller filled with my own flesh and blood amongst a caravan of other moms. Wait what?! I seriously just spent the bulk of Monday morning hanging out at the zoo?! And that was a legitimate, rightful use…
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A sad story
I was over joyed about a month ago when I noticed that a robin was building a nest in the lilac right outside my kitchen window. Everyday I delighted in watching her progress. Unfortunately, the joy ends here. Last week I started to worry when an entire day passed without sign of the mother robin,…