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Where The Gold Bees Dream: May 2013
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Thursday, May 9, 2013. And a pair of Brown Thrashers. That makes 42 species of birds in my yard this year. That's a pretty good local patch if I do say so myself! So, enjoy these images from yesterday and I hope you are watching your own local patch for all the Springy goodness that is around you! Some birdy deposited a whole bunch of downy feathers and left them in a pile in the yard. I've moved them to one of the birds favorite potted plants so they can take what they need for nesting material. When I ...
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Where The Gold Bees Dream: July 2014
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Sunday, July 6, 2014. Round Robin Journal Project, Round 4. Sorry I have not been posting much here lately. This week three different friends pointed out I haven't blogged in almost six months. I always have such high hopes every year that this year, will be the year I blog my art and photography consistently. One year it's going to work! Phoebe's pages in her own journal were so beautiful! And I love the background, dotted up with pretty watercolors! And round the journal goes. How sweet is this? And th...
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Copper Kettles: March 2011
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A place for me to pontificate upon the positive . . . my favorite things. Laundry on a spring morning*. Long walks with a stroller*. The smell of honeysuckle*. Header Photo by artist/photographer. Tuesday, March 29, 2011. So sometimes I get a little hot-headed. And when I do, I tend to say things that should. Be said, but not. In the way I should say them . . . (sigh). Time I leave a message. I don't remember what I said . . . other than I rambled (which I frequently do when I'm apologizing). Ummm, yeah ...
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Copper Kettles: A Mother Heart
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A place for me to pontificate upon the positive . . . my favorite things. Laundry on a spring morning*. Long walks with a stroller*. The smell of honeysuckle*. Header Photo by artist/photographer. Sunday, March 17, 2013. Years ago, I heard this. Conference address entitled A "Mother Heart". I've often reflected on that title as I've made various decisions pertaining to motherhood. Asking myself: Am I doing the right thing? Are my actions consistent with my desire to truly be. March 18, 2013 at 7:44 AM.
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Copper Kettles: Full Steam Ahead
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A place for me to pontificate upon the positive . . . my favorite things. Laundry on a spring morning*. Long walks with a stroller*. The smell of honeysuckle*. Header Photo by artist/photographer. Saturday, February 16, 2013. My hands are shaking a bit with anticipation. As I begin this new post. I've anticipated what my next post would be for several months . it will be much different. I anticipated reporting on my first ever half-marathon . and the fact that my friend. And I made it into the newspaper.
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Copper Kettles: Baby Mine
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A place for me to pontificate upon the positive . . . my favorite things. Laundry on a spring morning*. Long walks with a stroller*. The smell of honeysuckle*. Header Photo by artist/photographer. Thursday, April 11, 2013. And this little one just fell asleep. As I sang Baby Mine. He reached for my hand. Curled up under his blanket. And closed his eyes. I finished singing and just watched him sleep. Today has been a hard day for this little guy. He has been more sick than normal. Or some other task.
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Copper Kettles: February 2013
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A place for me to pontificate upon the positive . . . my favorite things. Laundry on a spring morning*. Long walks with a stroller*. The smell of honeysuckle*. Header Photo by artist/photographer. Saturday, February 16, 2013. My hands are shaking a bit with anticipation. As I begin this new post. I've anticipated what my next post would be for several months . it will be much different. I anticipated reporting on my first ever half-marathon . and the fact that my friend. And I made it into the newspaper.
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Copper Kettles: May 2011
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A place for me to pontificate upon the positive . . . my favorite things. Laundry on a spring morning*. Long walks with a stroller*. The smell of honeysuckle*. Header Photo by artist/photographer. Saturday, May 14, 2011. The Things My Heart Decides. Then, I got married. And G Mac wanted to run. So, we started running in the morning. And I got injured. "Self-inflicted whiplash" is what the MD termed it. Seriously? So, imagine my almost. Disgust, when two plus months ago, I'm driving along the freeway, sin...
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Copper Kettles: March 2013
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A place for me to pontificate upon the positive . . . my favorite things. Laundry on a spring morning*. Long walks with a stroller*. The smell of honeysuckle*. Header Photo by artist/photographer. Tuesday, March 19, 2013. Treatment . Phase Two: Consolidation. So Induction is over! We have entered the Consolidation Phase. This phase is approximately 2 months (56 days). The best news? No more steroids during this phase! Just look what those steroids did to our little man:. This was day 10 on the steroids.
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Copper Kettles: April 2013
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A place for me to pontificate upon the positive . . . my favorite things. Laundry on a spring morning*. Long walks with a stroller*. The smell of honeysuckle*. Header Photo by artist/photographer. Thursday, April 11, 2013. And this little one just fell asleep. As I sang Baby Mine. He reached for my hand. Curled up under his blanket. And closed his eyes. I finished singing and just watched him sleep. Today has been a hard day for this little guy. He has been more sick than normal. Or some other task.
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