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Summertime Living
It seems whenever we have weekends like we’ve just experienced, that I don’t even know where to begin with my writing. There is no way to capture it, and the beauty of trying makes my words disjointed. How do I describe the deep sense of friendship, the longs talks, the conversations over coffee in the…
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Of Feasting and Music and Friendship
“Oh my stars, y’all,” I declared, “I think I’m in heaven.” I had just taken my first bite of ravioli della madre, homemade pockets of pasta filled with prime rib and veal, topped with a creamy tomato sauce and two spoolfuls of parmesan cheese. I boldly asked for two as our waiter came to me,…
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“Just” a Dog?
“This is absurd. It’s just a dog.” “Just a dog? JUST? Pathos, don’t listen. Pathos dreams of being a bear and you want to shatter those dreams by saying he’s JUST a dog? What a horrible candle-snuffing word. That’s like saying, ‘He can’t climb that mountain, he’s just a man.’ or ‘ That’s not a…
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The Day the Counselor Cried
It was a hectic Monday, and after taking Bear to a very lengthy appointment, I pulled into a drive-thru to grab lunch before our end of the year pool party. I was already weepy from missing my Bella-girl who has been spending the week in Georgia with her grandparents on an amazing cousin adventure (more…
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Of Books and Nooks
As promised, here are the pictures of our book nook we created. The boys chose everything from the chair, to the picture, to the tiebacks on the windows, so it’s really their project. I’m still planning to go through the bookshelf and organize it (by color, author and size), but I’ve found Ash perched there…
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A Spring of Joy 