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On the Third Day of a Feminine Christmas
Without a winter coat during New England Christmastime, you’d surely freeze. The first grown-up coat I ever bought myself looked very much like this lovely lady’s. It was a rich caramel-color with a…
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On the Second Day of a Feminine Christmas
I just sent this picture to my daughter and wrote, “I am so sorry”… I was well into single parenting when this photograph was taken and I so wanted her to experience a…
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On the First Day of a Feminine Christmas
This year my Christmas is being brought to me by Seventeen Magazine, or more specifically, the now-vintage Seventeens of my youth. There is a certain breathless charm about the December issues that are…
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Tender Gifts
I try to give gifts that have intimate meaning to the receiver whenever I can. I fall short sometimes and other times, I think I score. Some of the “best” gifts are not…
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A Kindred Visit
I recently drove six hours to visit my dearest friend for four days. It was way too short. We began anew at the spot we left off – where the heartsong plays. Comforting,…
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Manifesto
I love when Scarlett O’Hara in Gone with the Wind holds a turnip to the sky and says she will never go hungry again. Ever. And I believe her. Her short proclamation –…
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A Green Dress
When I was young and fresh from college, I took a job working for seven male engineers. I was shy but they were not. All were nice men and work was completed, but…
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The Kind of September
“The early morning light was over everything and summer had glanced back and waved a fleeting hand at the day with soft airs and the lingering warmth of sunshine.” One of my dearest…
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Something about Heroes
This handsome chap is a friend’s grandfather. His picture received a lot of attention on my Instagram account. Knowing how much I love old photographs, even those of people I don’t know, my…
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Heroines and Dressing Gowns
Also called a robe or a wrapper, the dressing gown is a special garment. My mother always made certain we had warm bathrobes to wear in winter over our pajamas and nightgowns. My…
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Baby Don’t Go
A strange phenomenon occurs when the summer is just about to depart. Like an expectant mother who, although weighted and unwieldy, suddenly throws herself into frenetic nesting, I try to fit in every…
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I Capture the Castle
The title of this post is from the marvelous book by Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle. The story is dreamy and funny and shimmers like a crystal bowl in a shaft of…
