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A Worthy Woman
Don’t wish me happiness. I don’t expect to be happy all the time…Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. I will need them all. ~Anne Morrow Lindbergh Many years ago,…
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A Book’s Summer Lullaby
When I heard that Carly Simon had written a children’s book, I had to take a peek. My first impression, which was wrong, was that it wasn’t that special. At the time, I…
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Praying for an Onion
In my recent summer read, the little sister in the story prayed for an onion. Her family’s fortunes had recently been reversed and while other members prayed vigorously for a new house, this…
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Lipstick’s Day
Today is National Lipstick Day and I couldn’t let it pass without posting the marvelous picture above taken by photographer Chaloner Woods in 1955. The colors are so vivid yet so refined and…
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One Thing at a Time
I’ve been ruminating for awhile about some repairs to my home as I think more and more about retiring from my day job in a few years. So I wrote a list –…
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Blueberry Muffins
I told my man that I would make him blueberry muffins. Last year. I never made those muffins. I don’t know if it was the flour getting all over the floor, my…
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Gloria
I took great interest in the death of Gloria Vanderbilt this week. She is one of a four famous women, all born in the 1920’s that I admire. Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy, Grace…
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The Fragrant Home
Nothing pleased me more than when my young niece opened her gift from me, inhaled deeply and proclaimed, “Auntie, it smells like your house”! I was almost as delighted when a visiting friend…
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The Allure of Compacts
I tenderly glanced at my friend when her 91 year old mother pulled a mirrored compact from her purse to touch up her lipstick after a wonderful restaurant dinner we shared. My friend…
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1953
Pardon me while I am away. I’m visiting 1953. As a teenager, I loved pouring over my parents’ high school yearbook – Class of ’53. The fashions, the bespectacled prim “spinster” teachers, the…
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In Praise of Yellow
The sweetest floral centerpiece I ever saw had buttercups in it. The hostess picked them from her own lawn and jammed them every which way into her swanky floral arrangement. As little as…
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Go Where the Love Is
A few years ago, when I was plagued with unkind women at work, I told myself that I only wanted to go where the love was. I no longer wanted to share my…
