slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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The last evening at my sister’s rental at Lake Waccamaw. We helped pack them up and take stuff to be stored at Mama’s house. The afternoon light was gorgeous. I fell in love with the reflections. I think I see some tapestries in here.
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This year I spent Thanksgiving weaving on my tapestry at home and Sandy and I ate dinner with the Martin/Baker family, a bunch of hooligans beyond compare, just my kind of people. Great cooks too. Here is what was on Susanne’s loom.
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I walk by a day care center on my way to work. Nearly every day at 5:00 some munchkins burst out of the gate and head for this little “room” under these cedars. At that age I would have wanted to live there.
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So, yeah. I’m really not feeling the urge to blog, so I’m not worried about it. The holidays are hard enough. I did take a few photos this past week, so I’m spacing them out and postdating them on the days I took the photo (I think.) Post-dating? Pre-dating? Whatever. Spending tomorrow on my own…
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A gorgeous sunset this evening.
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The skies over the parking lot on my way to work makes walking across pavement worth it. Look up!
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Here’s the old wallpaper I found behind the dishwasher when we pulled it out. Can you imagine a whole room covered with this? *shudder*
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My mint is surviving the cold wave so far.
slowly she turned 