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Sweet Caroline!
I remember standing in my grandma’s kitchen, watching wrinkles disappear from the scraps of fabric as I passed the hot iron over each piece. The smell of that steam must have found its way to my brain and created some really deep grooves. Even today, as I iron a piece of fabric that has never… Continue reading
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Pulling Weeds is Heart Work
A few years ago, upon buying a house in need of more than a little TLC, my husband and I became proud owners of an overgrown and out of control flower bed. Flower bed being a gracious stretch of terms. I walked by the eye-sore that bordered my sidewalk for almost an entire year, trying… Continue reading
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Hand Over the Paint Brushes!
When each of our daughters was about 5 years old, we had her caricature painted at whichever theme park was our vacation destination that year. And because some destinations proved to be better than others, some hired, yet starving artists were more talented than others. And that resulted in some of the caricatures being much… Continue reading
Angi Aymond 