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Day 52 of #lettinggoofpastshite , my 2023 100 Day Project. Sometimes the letting go is more than physical. Sometimes it has to do with the story we’re telling ourselves. In this case, it had to do with letting go of a memory that could hold me hostage. This was about me letting go of past…
The weather has been dream Spring weather. Cooler temperatures have tempted me into doing further gardening beyond what my sister Michelle helped me with during her visit for Eamon’s performances in the play and concerts at the end of May. It’s breezy and overcast now and the hummingbirds are visiting the feeders at this very…
I can remember being very impatient with the way the seasons would take their time to move on. It seemed like an infinity to wait before Spring would arrive. I feel very differently now at twice the age. I like how long Winter takes because I don’t have as much to be responsible for while…
I adore cooking and look forward to the summer season to make a few favorites with our tomatoes, cucumbers, and peppers. We grew both sauce tomatoes and sandwich tomatoes as well as grape and yellow cherry tomatoes called Sungolds. I always make gazpacho with the first tomatoes served with shrimp and homemade croutons. Gazpacho recipe…
Today was a breakthrough day for me. A gorgeous June day with a breeze that lifted your spirit upwards. So I went out to the backyard and I gardened. Not a big deal to anyone else but a huge deal to me. I haven’t allowed myself to garden in a long time. And this decision…
I told my husband this morning that I’m beside myself with frustration and grief from the garden shrub and tree flowering that got screwed up with our early warm spell and freeze this March. There was no umbrella of blossoms on the weeping cherry tree. There are three blooms on the wisteria. And the beautiful…
This weekend was a glump of happy life happenings. It was a Mother’s Day weekend of wonderful gifts. My cooking hiatus started Thursday so carry out food it was for three nights in a row. Usually this would bother me. Not this weekend. Our surrogate daughter Caitlin visited Friday and she and everyone else but…
The second week in July brought the long-awaited Brittish soccer camp. Which was promptly renamed Camp Hurts Alot. A half hour before we were due to be there, we realized that the shin guards were missing in action. And I grumbled on the five-minute drive over to the high school that “Mommy would be compromising…
For years, I dreamed of a patch of dirt to lovingly cultivate my garden in. I exclaimed that was the reason I wanted to own a house. “Be careful what you wish for” doesn’t begin to sum up the torture I’ve endured for the sake of the dirt that accompanied the house I bought nine…
I like me some to do lists, yes-sir-ree, always have. Lived by them for a long time. However, I find I have a love/hate relationship with them sometimes and here’s why. When I am done with a task on my list, I cross it out. And when the list has more than fifty percent of…
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