slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: coffee pot posts
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This time, with a full pot of coffee! Who knows where this might go? Yesterday I made a sudden decision to get my hair cut. Nothing drastic, just what Mr. Robert at Leon’s Beauty School describes as “my annual shearing.” I love Mr. Robert. Anyway, it looks healthier and bouncier and it will probably get…
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I spent so much time on other blogs, Facebook, and Instagram that the morning and the coffee is nearly gone. And some weaving. Here’s the area in “Cathedral” that I’m concentrating on this weekend. I’m deviating from the cartoon in this area, so it’s a bit tricky. Another detail. It’s nice to get back out…
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I’m finding myself walking around the house talking to myself and Pablocito (he does talk back, at least) so I guess it’s time to write a blog post. The overriding theme of the tapestry diary will be weather. It’s obvious to me now. It can be external or internal weather, but climate and weather has…
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I was optimistic about getting over this virus in time to go have Christmas dinner with my family in Chapel Hill. As much as reading the ingredients on a bottle of Gatorade repulses me, (glycerol ester of rosin, really?) drinking it helped get some energy back and I was able to get up and moving…
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I’m having a quiet Christmas day with coffee, cats, book, and tapestry weaving. We’ll drive to my sister’s house tonight (not far away) for dinner and some family love. Last night Sandy and I exchanged gifts, which we don’t always do. I declared Christmas to be a no obligation zone years ago, although I’ve yet…
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Did I catch a flying saucer in this photo? My love/hate relationship with Daylight Saving Time continues. Even though I love that extra hour of sleep in the morning I do not love the earlier darkness at the end of the day. Then spring is so hard to adjust back! I have always had a…
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Whoa, stayed up way too late last night, reading The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami. This is not an endorsement of this book. Rather it is the desire to finish it and move on to an author that I like better. He does hook me enough that I can’t simply not finish the book…
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This really will be random. Last night, for the first time since surgery, I could turn over in bed without my insides feeling like they are rolling around! Sometimes the absence of a thing feels like a real thing. So I’m pretty happy this morning. Haven’t even taken a Tylenol yet, although I will. I…
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Random stream of consciousness writing is what I categorize as “coffee pot posts” since they usually happen on weekend mornings when I have time to drink a small pot of coffee. At first it was an exercise to simply write until the coffee ran out. Today it is a pot AND filter post. I started…
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Above: Borage that reseeded from spring. I’m on the front porch, attempting to blog from my Kindle, which is not always a good platform. A lot of times I will write the post, schedule it for later, check it on my big screen at work, then release it. Since I’m home for a few days…
slowly she turned 