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August 26, 2018 at 9:29 am by Claudia

First of all, Rest in Peace, John McCain. There are tributes pouring in and they are more eloquent than anything I could write. I’ll just say that though I often disagreed with him, I never for one moment doubted his integrity, his bravery, his love of country over party. And he proved that again and again. He was a true statesman, the last Republican (seemingly) willing to stand up for what is right and to call out wrong. That he had to leave this world knowing what was happening to his Party and to the Presidency makes me very sad. That he fought for us, saved the ACA, spoke out against torture, hand-carried the Steele Dossier to the FBI, and spoke out against Putin and Trump makes me very proud indeed to have witnessed his legacy.

The phlox is blooming in the big garden bed. Such a glorious scent!

I received a package in the mail yesterday from Tina-Marie, a reader of this blog. She had written to me to say that she found an egg cup she wanted to send to me. And she did.

I am crazy about this egg cup!

Meet Maria (the name is written on the base).

She is by Sevi, an Italian maker of all sorts of things including wooden egg cups. She’s most likely from the 1950s. There’s a whole series of them that have ski caps.

Sans cap, ready for the egg of your choice. She is simply adorable.

I have one other wooden figural egg cup, the one that Don and Scout gave me several years ago, but that one is from England.

Here she is in her new home!

Thank you so much, Tina-Marie! Such a lovely, lovely gift.

Note the handwritten (in pencil) “John File” on the edge of the cubby. This piece is so interesting!

I must admit that I am still procrastinating as to deductions. We have until Friday, which is what I told myself when I was feeling a bit wonky from allergies yesterday and just didn’t feel like adding up lots of figures.

It will get done. I guess, in true procrastinator style, I figure 5 more days isn’t ‘down to the wire.’ I will also have to remind Don every day for the next 5 days that he has to figure out his deductions as well.

We have two procrastinators in this family.

Happy Sunday.

Lazy and Last Minute

August 25, 2018 at 9:35 am by Claudia

The definition of lazy: shooting photos for today’s post from my chair on the porch this morning.

I didn’t even stand up.

From the adirondack chair on the right. Don was in the one on the left.

This vine appears every year and is a pain in the tush. Usually, I yank it. But this twining around the railing is sort of pretty. So it has a temporary reprieve.

It reminds me of a morning glory. But it isn’t.

I mowed a heck of a lot of lawn yesterday because the weather was so beautiful and there was no humidity. The lawn needed it and I was feeling feisty, so I tackled the back forty and the entire front lawn. It looks awfully pretty this morning.

I’ll say it again for those who think Don should be helping me (he offers to help every time): I like mowing. I’m good at it. Don is okay at it. I’m more precise.

I actually get excited when it’s time to mow. Go figure.

Today? Deductions. I had every intention of starting in on all of that tedious stuff the other day but I didn’t. I have always functioned at my best when I’m facing a deadline. I’m the person who waits until the last minute and then gets it all done, who wrote every paper in high school and college the night before. I accepted this about myself years ago. Though my thoughts are always planning ahead, my actions sometimes lag behind.

But I’m facing a deadline now, so today I will plant myself in the office and start adding and subtracting and multiplying.

This one I did stand up for, but that’s because I took it a few days ago.

Happy Saturday.

Through the Lens

August 24, 2018 at 9:44 am by Claudia

The weather yesterday and today has been glorious. No humidity and sunshine, something we certainly don’t take for granted having been through this crazy summer and its crazy weather. We sat out on the porch this morning feeling a cool breeze, listening to the faint ringing of the wind chimes, marveling at how lovely it is.

I also had one of those mornings where I LOVE MY HOUSE. You know those days? When you look at everything and remember the story behind it? When you look at textures and light and items gathered over the years and feel profoundly grateful?

That was and is my morning.

So I circled around and took some pictures. Seeing things through the lens of my camera adds another layer of awareness.

Now that I think on it, these butter pats were from a booth in another antique shop that is run by the same woman who has the booth in my local shop where I found the cubby cabinet.

Sigh of happiness.

I hope all is well with you this Friday morning. Members of the Resistance, we’re seeing cracks in this administration. We’re beginning to see a glimmer of daylight at the end of the tunnel. I’m greatly encouraged. Who knows what might happen today?

Happy Friday.

Meet Maria

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Through the Lens

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