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My Yellow House
I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after…they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water and altered the color of my mind.” ~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights…
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On Towels…
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers…~William Wordsworth A friend came to visit last weekend and loved my blue beach towels. They…
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Soda Fountain Stories
He is clearly smitten with her as she sips from his soda glass. I love her tartan dress which I imagine to be blue and I’ll bet the bow wrapped around her ponytail…
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True North
“But afterwards, is there nothing more for me in life – no true home – nothing to be dearer to me than myself?” ~ Charlotte Brontë, Villette Thanks to a good friend, I found out…
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Beauty Parlor Night
In my twenties, when I was young and carefree, I rented a house with four other women. We all worked, dated, and fret about the number of pizza slices we ate in front…
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Spring Charms
I used to think my modest house took on its beauty only by candlelight. But that was before I had a new front door installed with a half-moon transom built into the top.…
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Easter Finery
When I was too young to understand anything spoken in church, I asked my big brother why we had Easter. His wise, all-knowing answer was, “Easter holds us over ’til Christmas”. And it…
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In Memoriam
I’ve introduced you to this handsome chap before. He was the grandfather of a good friend of mine and I was delighted to see this newly-found photograph of him. Known mostly as the…
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Vanity Fair
In Chapter Nine of Little Women, the March sisters prepare Meg for a journey to Boston for the long-awaited Sally Moffat coming-out party. Meg Goes to Vanity Fair is one of my favorite chapters…
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Help from the Shelf
Long ago, I clipped a quote from an article about Joan Didion. She told the journalist that when she was small and upset by something that happened in school, her parents would tell…
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The Big Tease
Lace is a big tease – it both provokes and conceals. The women above are all “laced up” but they’re not telling any secrets…except to each other. Today’s lace is different – it’s…
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Lyrical March
I came home yesterday with 4 petite rose-colored calla lilies and some long stalks of irises. They look so pretty in my etched crystal pitcher. I want to think that they are harbingers…