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Hat Lady
I am a hat lady. I wear them. A lot. I love straw hats in the summer but I especially love winter hats. I would not have been caught dead in a hat…
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Winter Becomes Us
In the depths of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invinciblesummer. ~Albert Camus I have no quarrel with winter and I love that January’s promise is to begin anew.…
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Snow Globe
I learned to knit at my grandmother’s knee. She handed me thick white wooden needles with red tops and began teaching me the knit stitch. Knit’s cousin, the purl stitch, would come much…
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Home at Last!
After some grueling afternoon meetings and fighting a virus all day, I pulled into my driveway and heard the voice of Fanny Dashwood saying to my heart, “Oooh, a cottage! How charming. A…
