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Sunshine, Flowers, And Not Enough Books
My husband and I went for a walk over the weekend. Usually, walks are a bit of a production, I am not sure why. We tend to make the kids come with us (they complain but then end up enjoying it) and so it is a lot of nagging to get everyone out of the house and then there is the negotiating about bikes and scooters and whether or not helmets need to be worn. This time we left the kids behind. They had been working in the yard for quite a while so we didn’t feel the need to enforce exercise. I took my new camera with me and…
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A Quiet Week
For the last few Mondays I have found myself writing a post about the best little bits of my past week. I didn’t consciously decide to do this, somehow it just happened. I have decided that I really like it. I enjoy focusing on the bright spots in what can otherwise seem to be a bit of a dreary week. So for this week here are the things that made me happy. I love these mini daffodils that I bought at the grocery store for a couple of dollars. They grew like mad and flowered like crazy and they make me smile every time I look at them. Plus, they…
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Books To Be Read In The Spring
The Mole had been working very hard all morning, spring-cleaning his little home. First with brooms, then with dusters; then on ladders and steps and chairs, with a brush and a pail of whitewash; till he had dust in his throat and eyes, and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur, and an aching back and weary arms. Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing. It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor, said “Bother!” and “O blow!”…
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“Write About Me”
That was my daughter’s suggestion when I was trying to pick a topic for a blog post. She suggested I write about her and her activities in the yard and that I follow her around outside and photograph her for my blog. Needless to say, I am not doing that but it did get me thinking. When do we all lose that absolute self-confidence? When do we lose the belief that we are interesting? When do we lose the ability to say “here I am. I am a fascinating person in my own way.”? Because we are fascinating and we are interesting and really, I just want to be ten…
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Spring Snow
It is spring. Spring, which brings to mind images of crocuses popping up all over the lawn, daffodils unfurling their yellow buds, and robins hopping through the yard. Instead, it is snowing. It is Monday, it is snowing, and my kids have a snow day. Despite the snow today, there have been some good things in my week. Actually, my kids definitely view the snow as good. Anything for a day off school. I took my son clothes shopping. Now, I know that doesn’t sound like a good thing and I know my son didn’t think it was a good thing but he needed a new suit so I dragged…
