March 28, 2015 : the field trip.

Nice day = field trip outside.

Besides, our best advice received has been to handle them so they won’t be mean. I’m in love with them. And speaking of love, it was a very sad day here yesterday when two were lost. We had expected to lose at least one, because that’s just how it goes so often, but I wasn’t prepared for two. There are two new additions, both Polish, and they have afros. AFROS!!!! Let the Polak jokes begin.

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March 28, 2015 : the cry for help.

I was working in the front yard, doing that general spring clean up stuff of raking remnant leaves, pulling dead daylily stalks, and cutting down our ornamental grasses, when I heard the cry.


It was our neighbor friend.

And he was yelling that I’d sure want my camera for “this.”

He was right.

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March 21, 2015 : favorite things. but just a few.

After traveling, I love coming home. I used to think that I could be a gypsy. Maybe so, but I’ve been thinking lately that I’m really comfortable with this season of life; being able to haunt my own house, settle into a favorite chair, run my fingers around the lip of my favorite cup. There’s such a comfort in HOME, in your own personal refuge. Your sheets smell right, there’s that perfect chip in the counter top down at the end of the bar, and you can throw open the shutters whenever the mood strikes.

I find all of these little quirks and rituals around them to be a form of meditation.

There’s the way we start our mornings, quietly putting a kettle of water on to boil, and making the most delicious pour over.

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