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Bloom in Silence
The Crepe Myrtle was here when we moved in. It was planted, but not nurtured, so it didn’t know the power it held. I learned when and how to cut it back so it could rest off season. Each year it grew and bloomed a little bit longer than the last, but this year it…
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Uncoil the Hose
There are all kinds of gadgets to keep watering hoses organized and most are designed to keep it tightly coiled. For decades, every aspect of my life was wound tight like a watering hose. Last summer, I purchased a large, metal, decorative drum to coil my hose in and my daughter was amused how perfectly…
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The Crunchy Season
A friend in the neighborhood has been traveling over the summer, so I’ve been keeping her flowers watered while she’s away. She mentioned looking out the widow of the airplane while landing in Texas and everything looked dead. What she was seeing is fondly referred to as the crunchy season. I was walking home one…
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My Father’s Daughter
To work in the yard, I wear similar clothing fondly referred to as ‘yard clothes’. A pair of lightweight Capri pants, a white, V-neck, men’s undershirt, ankle socks and yard shoes which resemble last year’s sneakers. Daddy was a gardener and could grow anything. I think he had more than a green thumb, Daddy had…
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Worth the Price
After posting An Outdoor Room, your comments got me thinking about an outdoor chair, so I’ve been looking and found one, but then got my feelings hurt a little bit. I’ve been looking at this outdoor chair for over a week and had it in my cart for purchase, but today it was $100 more…
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Oh My Gosh
I stopped ordering from Amazon more than year ago. The quality of their product had dropped way below the bar and being an alcoholic in sobriety, I didn’t need help feeding that sleeping beast of ‘I want it now.’ I find what I want locally, or online. My daughter has taught me what to look…
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No More Flies
I was surprised to be entrusted with this, but they see me taking care of plants outdoors, so assumed I’d know how to attend to them indoors. Those are two totally different beasts, but last Winter I practiced taking care of some indoors and for the most part was successful. My neighbors went to visit…
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A Forever Fan
I became a forever fan from a subscription given to me one Christmas. It lasted for six months, so once a month I’d retrieve a bag of their coffee beans from my mailbox and squeal with delight every, single, time. In my mind, that’s true love. I enjoy trying coffee from all over the world.…
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The Good Dirt
No purchase gets me more excited than buying a good bag of dirt. The bag of dirt purchased in March reveals how little has been planted because it’s half full. A new garden center opened at the opposite end of the same street as Hill Country. You can read here that Hill Country is by…
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What the World Needs
I rarely clean windows anymore, plus these are the original windows from when this house was built in the 1960’s, so it’s hard to tell if they’re clean even after you clean them. While outside watering the flower baskets hanging above each window, they get rinsed by the watering and that works for me. Months…
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Hear Myself Living
It’s okay to change your mind. I change mine over something almost every day and I think being adaptable smooths the rough edges of change. Even though I didn’t plant any flowers in the ground this year, it didn’t stop me from having flowers. There’s something inside of me especially this time of year that…
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The Golden Jubilee
My home is telling on me. The past few Friday’s have looked similar where all of the empty cups, mugs and coffee paraphernalia congregated to the kitchen island as if to say, “We served her well today.” The empty water bottle resting in the middle of the massive wood table didn’t make it to the…
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Make Your Heart Soar
How easily forgotten are these meaningful aspects of life once they’re no longer in view. These random moments that fill your heart with pure joy and in that instance, you realize that life is meant to be lived. A fellow blogger/friend of mine recently wrote a post about taking a 3-minute break in between zooms…
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Go and Live Your Life
I was raised in an era where the rules were, you get a job, get married, buy a house plus cars, have kids and that would be your life. You stayed together no matter what, for the sake of the kids, but ten years ago, I realized that wasn’t true and didn’t want my daughter…
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A Season of Horrid
My mail lady is going through some changes with the postal service. The other day I asked her, “How are you doing?” and she said, “I’m making $6,000 a year less and doing the same work!” I wasn’t expecting that. This week, I dropped a note in the mailbox for her along with a Starbuck’s…
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