slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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When everybody is talking about the same thing, I don’t have much desire to write about it. Kind of like when I was blogging about local food and then suddenly it seemed like there were so many local food blogs out there doing it better. I’d just as soon step back and let the others…
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Yesterday was another wasted day. I did dishes and laundry and put them away, but other than that and blogging, nothing of worth. We ordered a pizza from New York Pizza a couple of blocks away and got contactless delivery. It was not nearly as good as I remembered. I think that Slices by Tony…
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Yesterday I started blogging some of my earliest memories and I’m going to continue to do that from time to time. I think a lot about them when I am in that world between wakefulness and sleep. Plus, there is not really too much else to write about in my personal life, and I prefer…
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This really will be a brain sweep, since I am kind of overwhelmed with all of the possibilities that I have for this weekend. All of them at home, of course. I’m trying out the gallery feature on WordPress for the first time. So, a bit of autobiography. My earliest memory is probably my grandfather…
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Sitting here in my office during my “lunch hour.” The snow either didn’t show or didn’t stick today. I walked to work in a light sleet that melted on the ground. Yesterday I got out for the first walk I’ve taken in days, and puttered around the yard pulling up tomato plants and tidying a…
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I suppose I should say something about the events yesterday, since it was perhaps the most shameful day of political treason in my lifetime. As I’ve said, nothing much surprises me any more. I figured that there would be riots in D.C. and elsewhere yesterday, because Twitler and his minions have been calling for insurrection…
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Yesterday I wrote my 1500th post, and that doesn’t include all the ones I’ve deleted over the years! I finished sewing the last four masks yesterday, and put away my sewing machine for a little while. Not for long, but I wanted to be able to get to stuff on the shelves behind it. Started…
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Last night was not a success. I discovered that I was out of melatonin. I read a book until 1 a.m. – a real book in print – “This Must Be the Place” by Maggie O’Farrell. I recommend it. There was heavy rain and it sounded soothing, but at 2 a.m. I took a Xanax.…
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I am going to try to continue to write or post a photo every day, even if I make my post private. The other day I wrote for an hour and then deleted the whole thing. It still made me feel better to write it. I was a diary and book making kid – I…
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Well, this is certainly a crap shoot, isn’t it? But I will take a stab at it. I can at least visualize what I hope for. I actually started writing this post several days ago just in case I got a case of the blues and couldn’t do it. But I woke up fairly bright…
slowly she turned 