walking in grace
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Lessons From The Band Room
“Hey, Baby. Don’t play so loud.” Yes. Words from the lips of my seventeen-year-old trumpet playing boyfriend. To me, third chair trumpet player. Mostly trumpet-carrying sixteen-year-old. I couldn’t really blame him. You see, he’d been playing his horn for quite some time. And he played it well. I, on the other hand, chose my ‘borrowed Continue reading
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A Real Fixer Upper
Today is my Mama’s birthday. She would have been 89 years old. Happy birthday, Mama!! I miss her. The older I get, the things I miss about her change. Honestly, I miss the things we missed out on in this life. I have so many questions I never asked, and she never shared. And that Continue reading
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Your Favorite Pie?
What’s my favorite kind of pie? Not rhubarb. Anything BUT rhubarb. That’s my favorite. Did you know that the first record of a fruit pie was a cherry pie served to Queen Elizabeth I in the 16th century? Up until then, pies were savory and filled with meat. (I have an almost famous chicken pot Continue reading
Angi Aymond 