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I wore a wool hat
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It has already been chilly enough recently, I wore a wool hat a couple of times last week. AndiIt is just now the last day of summer. I remember the first year I was in New York, we went to my husband's nephew's farm--a couple of hours south of us-- for a pig roast in mid-August and camped out a couple of nights. It got down into the 40's both nights and we were freezing all night long; mid-August. That funny little hand knit skirt I was making last week for Sweet Pea is finished now, but she didn't want...
New Knitting Pattern ... How Cute is That?
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[twitter-follow screen_name='ILiveonaFarm' show_count='yes'] Remember I told you all that my son made a custom Subway Roll Sign style print for me for my birthday back in early August? And, I was going to take a photo of it to share with you all, but I had second thoughts about posting that particular one on the Internet. It has some personally identifying landmarks from my life on it, and I don't feel comfortable broadcasting that out to the universe. Please forgive me, it is not anything personal. However, I did want to share this photo with you of a custom sign...
Insomnia leads to a lonely game of Scrabble
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I couldn't sleep ... so I came downstairs to do some work. I used to suffer from insomnia as a child and teenager, and the thing I found most troubling about it was a terrible sense of loneliness I would get. My insomnia started when I was probably eight or nine years old, and continued until I was in my early twenties. What changed? My children were born, and I got to where I could fall asleep standing up if I had to ... anything to get a few minutes sleep here or there. I rarely have insomnia now, and...
Painting in a boat on the river
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Read my blog on Kindle. I have lived here just over five years, started writing my blog five years ago in early August. It is circumstantially strange, but the blog inevitably became an integral part of marriage. I suppose it is conceivable it will always be that way. None of us know how long this blog relationship may last, it is brand new territory for us all after all. It's funny, because I can go back and see what we were up to on or about this date back at the beginning of our marriage, and see more clearly how...
A perfect little piece of sunshine
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Every year, right about the 4th of July, our wild raspberries start turning from pale red to deep, almost black purple. At first you just see one here or there, then the next day another three or four. And it builds that way until suddenly there are shiny purple wild raspberries in such abundance that you can't pick them fast enough to eat, preserve, bake and so forth. Our started turning a little bit early this year, but they are turning slowly day by day. Our baby grand-daughter got her first opportunity to stand in front of the berry canes...