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Geese

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Today’s egg cup theme: Geese.

I can’t remember where I got the first goose, who is pulling an egg cup – I think I found it online. The second goose was a find in a local antique shop. In perfect condition, it’s a vintage cup from France.

The weather has been warm here – temp is reaching 74 today! That’s only for a day, and it will drop back down to normal temps tomorrow. It’s foggy and rainy.

We had a lovely time with Rick and Doug and Sam. Great conversation, lots of play with Sam, and great french toast to boot.

I have yet to answer your comments from yesterday! It ended up being a fairly busy day and I was going on very little sleep, so I just sort of collapsed when I got home. But I will, as soon as I hit publish.

There’s not much else new…sometimes I wonder if I should take the occasional day off because I don’t want to bore you. I know you’ve all said that’s just fine by you, but I have a hard time doing that. Partly because I like the discipline of writing every day, partly because I know you look for my  posts, and even though it’s okay, I know you’ll wonder if all is okay with me. Tricky. But after 11 years of blogging, sometimes I just don’t have anything to say! And we’re not in an exciting time here at the cottage; we’re basically just hanging out here. Neither of us is working. No big, potentially exciting things are scheduled. It’s just Don and me, hanging out, running errands, reading, listening to music, making dinner, washing dishes, cleaning, and watching an old movie or two.

Soon, I’ll begin to work outside and that will change things up a bit.

Anyway, I’m rambling. It’s simply something I think about from time to time, but then I start writing about whether I should take a day off, gradually adding more and more thoughts, and then suddenly, I have a post.

Sigh.

Happy Monday.

 

Crazy Wind, Crazy Me

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Okay. I wrote yesterday’s post bright and early. When I finished, I got up to visit the bathroom, did a few more things around the house, came back to my laptop to delete even more outdated emails. All the while, in the back of my mind, I was wondering why no one had commented yet on my post. Along about 12:15, it hit me. Had I ever hit “Publish?” I hightailed it back to the tab I had open for the blog and, sure enough, I hadn’t published it.

That’s a first, my friends, in 11 years of blogging, most of it every day. That’s the first time I’ve done that. So I missed the window of opportunity to get the post out to you via email. That means you’ll have two posts to read and respond to in today’s email.

The ongoing challenge: Be in the moment. Both Don and I have forgotten a few things lately and I know it’s due to stress. Stay present, Claudia.

A little flower substitution as the tulips officially bit the dust yesterday afternoon. I want to get more of them soon – I just love their sculptural look.

It was so windy yesterday. All day long and into the night. We’ve had so much wind in the past year and I don’t do well with loud wind. I was working up in the office which is at the front of the house. Up there, the sound of the wind is so loud that you’d swear you were in a wind tunnel. The wind was so strong that it knocked the Boston fern off the former kitchen island and threw it to the ground. (It’s okay, thank goodness.)

Today, better, just a breeze. Tomorrow, a rain/snow mix and a high that never gets out of the thirties. Saturday, highs in the sixties.

Go figure.

We took a trail walk on Tuesday. We’re going to take another one as soon as I finish this post. We’re trying to do it every other day, which seems to be a more reachable goal than every day.

I noticed that the front lawn is looking greener. Huzzah! Leaves are emerging on my hyacinths in the big garden bed. I’m sure I’ll see more growth when I rake all the leaf mulch out of the garden beds, but since it’s still going down to the thirties at night for the next several days, I’m going to hold off on that.

If you get this before 11 am, Vintage by Crystal’s Easter blog sale starts right at 11 – you have to move quickly if you want anything. You can reach her blog here. Crystal and Ben publish the post at 11 and you have to email them with your requests – not a comment, but an email. So get there early and find her email address and be ready to pounce on anything you’re interested in. I’m most likely not going to bid this time, but it’s very tempting!

Okay. I’m going to actually hit ‘Publish!’

Happy Thursday.

The Dilemma

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Dear readers, it is sometimes hard to come up with yet another photograph for a blog post. I mean, how many photos of the interior of my house can I inundate you with until you begin to scream?

And the outside? Well, it isn’t all that attractive at the moment. We’re in that pocket between winter and spring. The daffodils are coming up. I see some growth here and there, but taking a photo of it would require a kneeling position on the cold grass and/or gravel and that ain’t gonna happen today.

It’s too early to clean out the garden beds as there as been mild frost the past two nights, so the leaf mulch must stay in place for a while longer. So no pretty pictures from the garden.

And really, do you want to see pictures of all the debris from the wind and falling limbs and that sort of thing that I raked up yesterday afternoon? I thought not. Actually, raking wore me out. I realize that I have to get back into gardening shape after a fairly sedentary winter. But it was so lovely to be outside on a cold, but sunny, day.

And certainly you don’t want to see pictures of me vacuuming every corner of the house, which is what I did after raking? No, of course you don’t.

This is the dilemma of the every-day-of-the-year blogger. Sometimes, life isn’t all that interesting. Or photogenic.

But I do have one little photo for you, snapped this morning in a moment of desperation.

This is where my tiny Wallace Nutting ended up. I couldn’t find the perfect place to hang it, at least not until I get a few more smallish Nuttings for the wall in the office. Then I’ll be able to insert it into a larger display. But I quite like it here on the shelf in the den, in front of the Nancy Drews. It works.

That copy of Anne of Green Gables  was my mother’s. I was lamenting the loss of some of my mother’s childhood books that were also a part of our childhood one day on the blog. They had lived on a shelf in our bedroom. Our estranged sister somehow ended up with a lot of them. When Meredith read the post, she remembered that she had some of Mom’s books, so she secretly sent them off in the mail and completely surprised me. I opened the package to find Anne, along with Mom’s copy of Daddy Long Legs, and one of my dad’s books. I’ll freely say that I cried. It was like a reunion with dearly loved friends.

I have the best sister.

Happy Sunday.

 

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