βI've never written a quote I feel would be suitable for my gravestone. Wouldn't it be ironic if it were this one? 'Oh, and could you pull a few weeds while you're here?' β Ryan Lilly, Write Like No One is Reading The coming weekend is probably the one. It happens around this time each… Continue reading Weeds, be warned
Tag: spring
‘Tis the season…
Your inner Dune Girl called. She needs a virtual spring break. Your ticket to read is available right here. π
Sweater sayonara
βIf you were ever dumped after knitting a guy a sweater, consider the possibility that the problem was with the sweater, not you. " Stephanie Pearl-McPhee, Canadian author/knitter The clock is ticking on the closet season. Red corduroy shirt. Swoosh. Down the chute for a final laundering before it's put away. It won't be seen… Continue reading Sweater sayonara
Appalachian spring
βIn the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.β Margaret Atwood, Canadian poet Oh, the trouble I've gotten myself into reading "creative" magazine spreads and blog posts. I've melted crayons onto my ironing board, made cucumber cups that slid right out of people's fingers. But, hope springs eternal. Literally, as… Continue reading Appalachian spring
The play of light
π A new Fresh Mercy series on the spiritual side of light launched March 2 on my Facebook page -- found @NoraEdingerBooks or at the bottom of most pages on this site. This summer 2018 re-post is a take on the natural. Spring is coming, friends! βKeep your face to the sun and you will… Continue reading The play of light