While the rest of the world debates the status of being fully-you-know-what, I've experienced first-hand a twist to being fully something in our little old circle of life. Not every person can say that this has happened to them. Even Mr. And, frankly, I feel quite blessed indeed. This past week I became fully adopted… Continue reading How I was adopted by a pinup model
Oranges, Paw Prints, and Drool Marks
My week started out in sorrow and ended with finding the answers to questions I had asked myself throughout the week. Or nearly a month before. As in oranges, GMO or organic. On August 1, I posted on Instagram that we had purchased a couple of oranges over a month before that. And they still… Continue reading Oranges, Paw Prints, and Drool Marks
My Reminiscing Ode to Copper
As I hold you in my arms, rocking you gently back and forth, I glance at the full moon in the sky. I see it between the slats in the mini-blind. Your breathing is nervously rapid, your head sways back and forth and you almost relax enough to close your eyes and rest your head… Continue reading My Reminiscing Ode to Copper
Garden mayhem turns into a delightful rescue
As luck would have it, on Friday the 13th, Linda completed 13 pages of prompts for her Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Yay - she's one a lucky gal!! That's quite the accomplishment. Was I that lucky? Perhaps? Is there any coincidence that I saw a walking stick on that day too? Maybe...? Maybe not. But… Continue reading Garden mayhem turns into a delightful rescue
The week that ended with making chocolate
Is there any better way to end a blurry week than by making sugar-free chocolate? Okay, I guess there may be other things to do. . . However, it's a good time to experiment with chocolate and wine, especially when it's raining. And it's been raining. A LOT. In fact, as I type this morning,… Continue reading The week that ended with making chocolate
The day I am at a loss for words
Well, hello, August 1st. How in the world did you get here so fast? WOW - I don't know about you, but the 31 days of July were a blur. The long month ended in our neck of the woods with smoke-filled skies. Mr. and I spent a bit too much time in it yesterday...… Continue reading The day I am at a loss for words