slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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By the second day, I felt like I was where I should be. I felt like I was home. I feel this way every time I go to the West Coast. Pam started us off with a design exercise. She passed out small pieces of gesso board and a piece of yupo paper to make…
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Let me say it right up front – Pam Patrie is an AMAZING hostess, and her cabin on a cliff overlooking the Pacific oozed charm and personality and comfort. Here is the front of her medicine cabinet in the bathroom! Once we unloaded the food and supplies, Linda and I walked down the path to…
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When I arrived in Portland, Oregon on the evening of August 21, I was met by my ray of sunshine friend, Cat. We went to her beau’s place, where he grilled succulent wild king salmon for us in the courtyard of his Pearl District apartment building. We relaxed with wine outside while he serenaded us…
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The big event is almost here, and of course my heart is racing. Tonight I’ll go spend the night in Chapel Hill with family, and in the morning one of them will drop me off at the airport in Raleigh. I’ll fly to Portland, Oregon on Southwest Airlines, over 9 hours with 2 stops but…
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Sandy’s man cave is being divided into a second bathroom and the rest is going to be re-floored and painted. It’s had this god-awful 80s wallpaper since we bought the house. I’m a little afraid that the wallpaper might be what is holding the plaster together in the wall, but whatever. So far I have…
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Weekend before last, I dyed this white cotton tank top from Dharma Trading with turmeric, soda ash, cream of tartar, and bundled it up around a stick with oak leaves and steamed it. Then I dipped it in some water with a scrap piece of iron and some vinegar to take the edge of that…
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After two years, I finally managed to pick a ripe Cherokee Purple tomato from the Back Forty. This is what should always be done with the first sun-warmed tomato from your garden: Sandy and I have gone out to eat a little more than usual lately. Here’s our supper on the upper patio at M’Coul’s.…
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Like millions of his fans, I was stunned by Robin’s suicide, both by the event and by the strong emotions it evoked in me. I’m sure that by now, everyone is experiencing Robin Williams overload, but last night after I discussed it for the first time with my husband I realized that I was going…
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First, here’s a lovely blog post about an India Flint experience in Scotland. Made me quite jealous until I remembered the big adventure coming my way in less than a month: six days in a tapestry retreat on the Oregon coast! It brought back sweet memories of the workshop I took with India last summer,…
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My progress as of three days ago. I have to find the battery charger for my camera. It is in the new place that I decided would be the logical place that I would look for it the last time I lost and found it. Maybe I need a hypnotist. Work began on the new…
slowly she turned 