slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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I hope that this won’t be a wasted day. I developed a migraine last night and I’m just now getting up. I drank my first little pot of coffee and I’m beginning a second. I’m afraid that this will come in clusters, as they do occasionally. So the computer is probably not the best place…
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All alone, boo hoo hoo. Actually I love being all alone. I’m a solitary kind of gal, especially since I became my own best friend. I get to hang out with Sandy on Saturday and Sunday, and that’s good because by the time I get to the end of the week I miss him. Right…
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After work today, I planted broccoli seedings – De Ciccio and a mix that I bought from Fedco that is supposed to produce heads at different times. Also I put in the ruby chard and half of the golden chard seedlings, and black seeded Simpson and buttercrunch lettuce seedlings. Peas and potatoes are beginning to…
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I liked this quiz that I found on Facebook and would love to see other answers to it. I’m not into tagging people, but if you decide to post your answers, please leave me a comment so that I can read them! 1. What was the last book you bought? I pick up most of…
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Today has been very pleasantly busy. It’s not often that I don’t turn on the computer until late afternoon! It began early this morning when I picked up the Fabulous Zha K on our way to Carrboro (siamese twin sister city of Chapel Hill) to buy some compost bins at a fabulously low price. I…
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I know that houses in dreams represent your life as a whole. I dream about houses a LOT, and there are particular dream houses I return to often. I can ferret out some meanings – for instance, I no longer dream about my grandfather’s house, but I used to find all kinds of little secret…
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About 15 minutes ago I was snuggled under the covers, half-asleep, with a copy of a Wendell Berry novel, when I heard a voice yell “Stop where you are! Stop where you are! Don’t move!” At first I thought it must be something on the Internet in the next room but it was too loud.…
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Ick. Chilly rain. I’m in what I think is the ending hours of a stomach bug. At least it’s not a beautiful day outside. I’m self-destructive enough that I decided I had to make another pot of coffee. It’s a small pot, though. I don’t know why I said ick about the rain, though. It’s…
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Again? you say. I just registered for two daylong classes at Art & Soul in Hampton, Va. in early May. Revival: Restoration to a Visual Life; An Awakening with Traci Bunkers and Longstitch Variations with Chrissie Hines. I know, I’ll never pay off my car early or go to Italy next year if I keep…
slowly she turned 