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82 degrees
I was sitting on a yoga mat in a studio during a sound bath when I first noticed it. The air wasn’t cold, or hot, it was like it was the same temperature as my skin, so I couldn’t even feel it surrounding me and it felt good. As the outdoors started heating up this…
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Just Getting Started
Here’s an update on a plant from this post here. I’ve literally been watching it bloom! It took all summer, but now she’s in bloom and you know what the best part is? She’s just getting started… Have a peaceful weekend my lovelies! Much love, Barb 🧡
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One More Day
On Saturday mornings I sit in the most magical women’s meeting via Zoom. This group of women gather from all over the world, and each are in their own stage of sobriety, but we all have one commonality. To stay sober one more day. I’ve learned to have pen and paper nearby during these meetings.…
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The Community Magician
I don’t recall the precise date, but it was earlier this year, maybe March when God thumped me on the head and said, “Hey Barb! Why don’t you use your technology skills in the real world, like, right outside your front door?!” I didn’t like that idea because it meant stepping out of my cozy…
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Sober
No more 9am haircut appointments. Stumbling into the salon, I trust my hairdresser to do what’s best to my hair, but he said something about ‘short’. I’ve been letting it grow out for months, but today we’re back to short! 😂 Sobriety has been on my heart and mind all year. When Covid hit, all…
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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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