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Deb’s Mug Shots…and a Giveaway!

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I know I've mentioned my vast collection of coffee mugs (over 100 altogether!) on the blog before, but I recently held what I've come to call "the semi-annual washing of the mugs" and thought it would be fun to share a little more about my mug collection and how it came to be First, I need you to understand that I don't have a hoarding issue. Really. What I have is a finely curated collection, … [Read more...]

School Days

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  Do you remember this snippet from You’ve Got Mail? I can relate to this sentiment. Fall, to me, is synonymous with the beginning of school. When my children were at home, I lived for that moment. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy summer. I did. So many family memories made in the long, hot days. But by August, I was always summered out. I craved routine and schedule, even if those were … [Read more...]

An Unexpected Visit

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I've recently been going through the last few boxes of stuff we inherited when Mom passed in 2009. It's been a lengthy process of holding onto stuff then learning to let go—I know you know what I mean. And in the process, I came across a slew of old pics.   This is from early high school years. And to think...back then I really loved this dress!! Seeing that side table reminds me of … [Read more...]

Once in a Lifetime

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The August day, forty-eight years ago, was hot and sticky. I curled my long hair before leaving home but the humidity uncurled it by the time I reached the church. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except that I was about to marry my best friend. It was a simple wedding. Ken was starting graduate studies at Yale so we didn’t have a lot of money. My sister Bonnie, my maid of honor, sewed my … [Read more...]

Ode to a Tree (or: making lemonade)

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Trees Joyce Kilmer "I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are … [Read more...]

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