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As Is

July 10, 2013 at 7:59 am by Claudia

Shot at 7 am on Wednesday morning. No staging. As is. Welcome to my cluttered little cottage.

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A reminder, in case it rains.

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I look around here and immediately think I need to sort through some things and straighten up. On the other hand, the rooms are filled with stacks of books, yarn that I won’t touch until the weather gets cooler, collections, artwork, dog leashes, a dog, and work-in-progress. And I realize that when I was younger, that’s exactly what I imagined my dream home would be full of – and it is.

That’s a good thing, right?

Happy Wednesday.

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East or West….

July 9, 2013 at 7:30 am by Claudia

Before I forget, I did a post about the Hummingbird Moth last year, which you might want to visit if you want to see a couple more pictures of these intriguing creatures.

Speaking of moths and/or butterflies, I spied this beauty through the kitchen window and managed to snap a few pictures. Again, I used my older camera with the zoom lens, which was handily nearby on the kitchen table.

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He’s enjoying the milkweed.

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Identified as the Great Spangled Fritillary. And, according to the description, they love milkweed.

The heat and humidity slogs onward here. Unrelenting. Temps in the nineties with 90% humidity make for a tropical rainforest-like atmosphere. I am mostly staying inside but I try to grab a few minutes here and there to pull some weeds, fill the birdbath and water my seedlings. The seedlings I am now thinking won’t turn into anything pretty until after I leave for Hartford.

I can’t go there. Away from home again? Leaving the day after my husband returns from being away from home?

And frankly, Hartford is nice but there’s not a lot to blog about and this will be my third go-round there. I’ll have to resort to pictures of my navel.

Rest assured, I kid. Sort of.

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I plopped this Hens and Chicks in the ground last year. It consisted of one hen and one chick. When I checked it out after a long winter, I was pretty sure it would wither away. Things were not looking good. But look! It has revived and there are a lot of chicks growing alongside their mama. Succulents are fascinating to me.

Today is a driving day. We leave early to transport Don back to Williamstown. This is when I wish I could blink my eyes and magically transport myself to another place. Or, in this case, transport Don to another town in another state – all without my having to drive in this awful weather. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could just plop ourselves down in another place? No gasoline, no tolls, no long, long drive. We’d arrive refreshed and restored and everyone would be happy.

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East or west, home is best.

Happy Tuesday.

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Filed Under: butterfly, cottage, Don, garden, life 26 Comments

A Blast from the Past

July 1, 2013 at 8:54 am by Claudia

Don’t you love talking books and book recommendations? There were such great comments and suggestions on yesterday’s post. Thanks so much!

I walked down to the mailbox the other day and saw something on the ground. As I looked more closely, I saw this:

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I couldn’t quite believe my eyes. Do you remember these? You fold the paper over and over until you get this, stick your fingers inside and hold it like this:

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Then you move it into this configuration:

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I can’t quite remember how you end up having to pick one number or the other, but after you choose a number, you lift it up and your fortune is told.

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Nice dreams.

Still working on tenses, I see. The teacher in me wants to add a little red e at the end of ‘millionair.’

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Bad luck. Oooh – you’ll kiss a boy! Note the Don’t pick written in pencil on the number eight slot. There’s also a number that has Pick written on it.

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A tad ghoulish, don’t you think?

I was immediately plunged back in time to elementary school, when we young girls made fortune tellers exactly like these. I find it comforting that girls still do this sort of thing. In this computer-driven, high tech world, young girls still pull out a piece of paper and fold it over and over, writing down numbers and fortunes. It’s as if I saw some young kids playing Jacks. Or jumping rope.

Sigh.

Young girl, I’m sorry you lost your fortune teller, but I’m happy you lost it right near my mailbox.

I’ve been trying to get Scout to ‘pounce’ on cue so I could make a little movie of it on my iPhone. That girl! The minute I hold up the phone, she refuses to pounce. I did manage to grab one quick pounce, which you’ll see at the very start of this little video. Don’t blink.

Trying to get Scoutie to pounce from Claudia Hill on Vimeo.
 

Happy Monday.

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