Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Indulgence
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http://ads.blogherads.com/65/6567/campaigns/14/1426/1426662/x90.js The index card is yellow and splotched, the ink faded, but considering all of the action it's seen over the past twenty years, it's amazing it's still around at all, much less legible. When not in use, I keep it tucked in a small recipe box with other favorites, mostly one-pan wonders where…
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There was roast pig and birthday cake. Wine and dancing. A gorgeous sunset over the hills. A warm fire. Familiar faces. Laughter and hugs. 50th birthdays are the best! I love helping friends celebrate them, especially when it means I get to spend time with my son and daughter-in-law… …
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It wasn't a dramatic sunset, just soft faded blues and pinks, that grew deeper and darker as the sun slipped out of sight. I could have gone to the movies with friends tonight. Instead, I opted to stay home and take care of some crabby gray-haired to-do's and head off a few youngsters that…
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Long ago I dreamed of having the job I have now…only I didn't know what it was at the time. Does that make sense? As with any entrepreneurial endeavor, it's agonizingly slow getting started, but I'm confident in my abilities and that I'm on the right track. That's sweet! all by itself. (But if you,…
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Usually the Monday following four incredible days full of sunshine in Port Aransas with twenty friends is a Monday in every sense of the word. But today hasn't been bad at all…except that it's too short. With everything going on in my life right now, I really didn't have time to slip away and lounge…