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Fifty-Nine and Holding
A few years back my human odometer rolled over on 50. Shocker. I know!! Today, I’m celebrating the first day of my holding year – 59! Having examined my heart a few years back. Today, I’ve added a few more bits of wisdom and I thought I would share them with you all. When pride… Continue reading
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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
Angi Aymond 