This is my symphony

What I read & what I lived …

the little Jeep that could ♥ red, red wine ♥ snowblowing ease ♥ a novel journal ♥ again and again ♥ doggie love ♥ butterfly meadow ♥ birdfeeder, all aflutter ♥ a tenting we will go ♥ nap, well-taken ♥ greasy pizza yumminess ♥ heart-broken crash ♥ Gorilla glue ♥ creamy avocado ♥ free night …

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The long and dreary days of winter are coming to a close. Doesn’t seem likely considering the sub-zero temperatures we’ve had here in the Great Lakes that even cancelled many schools last week. But, alas, all good bad things must come to an end and we’re almost (and, yes, in only two months we will be finished …

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I love Lucy. No, I mean I really love Lucy. I’m not your run of the mill Vitameatavegamin-candy-factory-grape-stomping kind of fan. My fan creds?  Well, I’ve been to Lucy’s hometown in Jamestown, New York where I toured the Lucy Desi Center for Comedy. My husband and I drove  to nearby Celoron to get a peek …

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Here in the Great Lakes, our winter seems to drag on for half the year. This is a place where TV weather forecasters talk about Snowmageddon and Snowpocalypes, By February we are so over it, and by March, using the words “March” and “madness” together doesn’t always refer to your basketball bracket. Our winter began …

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morning sunrise over the back field ♥ last flicker of a Christmas candle ♥ blue sky, say no more ♥ a room heater, toasty warm ♥ my lunch bunch ♥ I didn’t give up last summer ♥ girly girl makeup ♥ insight and intuition ♥ Mom’s pearl anniversary ring ♥ engagement diamond, reset and gifted …

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True story #1 [End of the hour, kids are packing up–the next day is Reading for Enjoyment in my high school junior English class.] Me: If you guys want to look at my book cart and check out a book for tomorrow, now’s a good time. Girl: Do you have 50 Shades of Gray? Me: …

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The Scrapbook of Frankie Pratt Caroline Preston Harper Collins One of my most precious possessions is a “School Friendship Book” I found at a flea market several years ago. It is the real deal. None of this photos cropped, matted, and embellished with stickers stuff that we do today.  No, this is a leather journal-sized wonder with dusty …

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I adore Jane Austen. I mean, I am so there. The countryside, all hedgerows and lanes; the homes—Northanger Abbey, Norland Park–gracious with their breakfast dishes and card rooms. And those Georgian manners, “high spirits and good humor” all around at a carriage ride after breakfast; or, letters hastily set aside with colourless faces.  Where new …

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