slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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This is what you get for action photos of the kittens until I get the good camera fixed. Blue and orange has become my favorite color combination.
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Every now and then I like to search for “slowly she turned” and blog the short descriptions from the search page. Usually the hits are from fan fiction or torrid romances. Here are ten. “Slowly she turned to face the door just as Graham came through at full stride. At the sight of him a…
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This weaving has some preciousness – strips from my father’s flannel shirt, my husband’s linen shirt, my favorite pajama pants that I finally wore out. My mother gave me a lot of her old quilting scraps. They are a little too country gingham for my taste, but good for a little brightness peeking out from…
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This is Mario, history department work-study extraordinaire, and also was my classmate and tutor in Ceramics III last semester, by pure coincidence. Only one photo from today – feeling puny.
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Doing this retroactively again. Today’s journal is a little longer because, well…this was my walk home, looking up, forward, and backward. I don’t recall ever seeing clouds like this. Like shadowy rays from the sun.
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The Back Forty this morning. We needed more snow to cover up this mess! Shadows and ice crystals on my walk to work this morning.
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By the end of the day, it was cold and rainy. By bedtime, we had a little bit of snow – the most we’ve seen this winter despite colder temps than usual.
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I worked in the Back Forty putting down cardboard in anticipation of the load of mulch Sandy plans to get from the landfill, and pulled up some vines and weeds. But did I take photos? No. So, here’s another woven cloth square. I really like this one. Theo likes the fancy pillows.
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I would not like to live somewhere without a winter because I love seeing the bones of trees against the sky. I took a bit of a break – sinus problems a little worse than normal, also a sore neck. Theo helped by pressing the fabric I stitched the day before. I used a neti…
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Today has been all about listening to “A Thousand Splendid Suns” on CD, watching “Nurse Jackie” on DVD, and soaking up the warmth of the wood stove while stitching. I pulled out this half-finished design from the Abstract-a-licious workshop I took with Lyric Kinard last March. All the pieces sewn down with tiny hand stitches.
slowly she turned 