slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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On some mornings, the sky melds with the lake. This is my fourth annual post about a weeklong trip to my cousin’s house on the shore of Lake Waccamaw. This week was a little unusual because we were the only ones there the entire time of our stay. My sister, brother-in-law, niece, and grand-nephew, and…
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And….we’re back. We rolled in at midnight, after deciding over plates of fried seafood at Dale’s that we’d really be happier at home this weekend. Sandy was bored, the weather was rather hot and muggy, and I reached the point where I was thinking more about Sandy being unhappy than my pleasure. I was ready,…
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“I’m telling ya, Marge, this is the life. Away from the rat race, just the quiet lapping of the waves and an occasional human tossing us some bread crumbs.” “Du-u-u-u-de! Where ya been hiding? I’ve left you voice mails, sent you emails, you must’ve been away, right? Anyway, now that I’ve caught up with you,…
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Okay, I am NOT going to spend more than a few minutes here, but I’m able to pick up a wireless connection at Lake Waccamaw! I’m amazed! I only brought my laptop because I’d downloaded a bunch of podcasts and music I wanted to listen to, and I thought that I’d give this a shot.…
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We decided to make a leisurely exit for our vacation at Lake Waccamaw since it turns out that none of my relatives plan to be there this weekend as we were originally told. My brother-in-law’s father is dying and I don’t know why my cousin and his wife cancelled. It bothered me a little at…
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Sitting here, drinking my coffee, killing a little bit of time before the stores I need to go to open this morning. I had to take the morning off to run these errands because I killed the battery in my car AGAIN. I don’t even know why I turned the headlights on, because I didn’t…
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There was no Saturday morning coffee pot post Part II because I awoke Saturday morning to a power outage, which is unusual at my house. Even during the ice storms that knock out most people for at least a day, we tend to be lucky in that respect, even though we are probably better equipped…
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I figure that I’ll get started on my Saturday morning coffee pot post early, except without the coffee. Substitute: Yuengling. I’ll be flitting about in the morning, ditzy with joy to finally be going over to Susanne’s for a day of papermaking, picking up my chicken at the market, trying not to have a panic…
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Oh puh-leeze. It only got up to 99 in zip code 27401. What was all that fuss about? Hey, the cherry picking turned out to be pleasant, but I think that we did good in limiting the amount of time we spent there this afternoon. For one thing, Sandy and I picked $72 worth of…
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This will be a short one, since I need to get to the market and it’s already 84 degrees at 8:45 am. First off, if you would like to go cherry picking with a group at the Levering Orchard on June 15, someone has volunteered to organize it. Leave me a comment saying so and…
slowly she turned 