slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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I’ve been fascinated with super close-up details since I was a little girl, lying face down in the grass imagining the world the way that ants or grasshoppers do. In my photography, I am drawn to the graphic lines and spaces and textures more than to a certain subject matter, but generally I love nature…
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We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.–That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, –That…
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We decided that we would rather pay for a hotel room in Portland on Sunday night instead of taking a red-eye flight after the conference was over. I found a good deal for the Benson Hotel, a gorgeous old hotel in downtown, and Judy was kind enough to drop us off there. Unfortunately, Delta moved…
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My friend and paper mentor Susanne and I flew out to Oregon to attend the Focus on Book Arts conference in Forest Grove at Pacific University. Despite our friends’ warning about the rainy weather, it was beautiful and I didn’t have to open my umbrella once. The cooler temperatures were such a relief! Judy met…
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This will be short – my tendinitis has flared up again and I had another injection today. It hardly hurt at all. Also had my neck x-rayed and the doctor doesn’t think that it is causing it. I’ve posted a widget for Forest Grove, Oregon to the right sidebar because my mind is spending more…
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Getting close to the end of this tapestry. I reworked this transition from the golds/pinks to the blues/pinks several times. Much happier with it now. This is very different for me, the all-natural earthy hippie wannabe. It began as a joke – I have a lot of disdain for some of the art I see…
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Guess it’s time – life has been very distracting lately. I have actually been writing in my journal, although I sort of cheat by writing about each day several days at one time in hindsight. No, wait. You cannot cheat when you write in a journal. All rules are out the door, even ones that…
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I think that I might weave skies for a while…
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Sitting here in one of my favorite places in the entire world, the glider on the back screened porch of my cousin Fred’s house at Lake Waccamaw, watching the birds swoop over the water and listening to the artesian well trickle between the sounds of the waves lapping on the shore. As the shadows grow…
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Whew! This week was a rough one. Last Saturday started out so lovely, and ended with leaving a cook-out abruptly to visit an urgent care clinic. I had a bad urinary tract/kidney infection that apparently had been “cooking” for some time. This one affected my kidney so I had painful cramps in my kidney and…
slowly she turned 