Funny how decades have more than one life. When I was in high school, we were all abuzz for the 60s and the “hippy” lifestyle. Or at least, the bowdlerized version…
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Our oldest was gone for a whole week, visiting with my mother for her annual summer retreat from the siblings. It was much, much harder to have her away than I…
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Yesterday, our great nation celebrated 234 years of independence. And my oldest child celebrated 15 years on this planet. Our nation’s bicentennial has an awful lot to do with the rebirth…
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My husband is probably one of the most wonderful, supportive husbands who ever graced this planet. He loves me, admires my work, is my biggest cheerleader and my best PR agent. …
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This spring, we finally got around to joining the local organic CSA. Well, two, actually: one for vegetables and one for meat. I think in the past, I’d always been convinced…
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I know, I know: it’s only been three days. But already I feel as though I want to sew a gazillion things. It’s amazing how catching up on your sleep will…
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11:14 am on May 8th. A (very large, for us) 8 lbs, 1 oz & 19.5 inches. Sweet disposition, sweet dimples. Mom doing well, dad proudly tweeting the news. Thanks to…
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After an unprecedented SECOND annual snowfall in the Greater Atlanta Metro Area, we spent most of our Saturday Family Day out in the icy wilderness of our front yard, enjoying the…
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Check out the Handmade Pledge site for inspiration and to sign the Handmade Pledge. It’s a consortium of creators and crafters who are dedicated to making their own and buying from…