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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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Rest Our Wings
The female Cardinal arrived at the same spot in front of the window and fluttered there in mid air looking for what was no longer there. I spent time recently repotting some plants and this hanging basket was one of them. Instead of returning the hanging basket to it’s original spot in front of the…
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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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An Outdoor Room
Saturday morning, I stepped outside to check and see how everything is doing. Earlier this week, a hanging basket holding a huge Boston Fern broke and landed at my feet while I was watering it. That startled me into the present moment! I split the fern in half and placed one half in a hanging…
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That Was You
When I first started writing publicly about him it was under the pen name Hercules. When I told him this he replied, “Barbara. It’s from thinking I was Hercules my whole life that I’m in the shape I’m in today.” We laughed, but it wasn’t funny because his body is in pain every day. I…
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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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The Water Bowl
It became easier to not add flowers to my yard once I stopped frequently visiting my happy place that you can read about here. My favorite garden center that feeds my very soul simply by parking my truck nearby. Sunday was the day I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. If it’s possible it felt…
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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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