slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Lake Waccamaw
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We’ve been home from the lake a week now, and it was a good time. I finished my stitchery for the Gardens of the Heart project at last. We ate a lot of good food and enjoyed good company. I ate at Dale’s three times! It was fun sitting on the pier and watching this…
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I love rain at the lake. There are two old gliders on the screened porch and the sound of the water dripping off the eaves is heavenly. Today we have a few friends coming to visit. This will be their first time here, and I wanted to show it to them in case it ends…
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Yesterday we snoozed and read and stitched and drew and drank adult beverages and sat on the beach and sat in the water and ate corn on the cob and watched Poldark and the mystery after it and got a good night’s sleep. Every time I come here I find more photographs, even when I…
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Of course, I mean Lake Waccamaw. I might not be here now. This could have been written one week ago and scheduled to post this week. Ya never know with me. I like monkeying around with dates and times. Wish I could do that on Facebook! We rolled in mid afternoon yesterday. I meant to…
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I’m taking a personal day to recharge after a particularly sweet and inspiring art retreat weekend with members of Tapestry Weavers South at Epworth-by-the-Sea on St. Simons Island. It is a lovely venue and the price was very reasonable for three nights and all meals. We were lucky that even though most of the Southeast…
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Last weekend Sandy and I went to Lake Waccamaw and I gathered materials to dye my project for India Flint’s online class, “The Alchemist’s Apron.” I’ve experimented with natural dyes down there before without a whole lot of luck. This time, using a good mordant and bundling the plant materials directly in contact with the…
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I’ve been neglectful of the blog, as usual, but my mental health bogged down for a few weeks. I feel better now. I threw a soiree for Sandy’s 65th birthday at Cafe Europa on Nov. 16 that went well. My sister and brother-in-law came to it, which made us both very happy. I don’t have…
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My “summer” is almost over, at least as far as work goes. I have a job that is most intense January-early May, calms down in summer, then starts ratcheting up in early August as the new semester begins with a new cohort of history graduate students. September quiets down a little, then October hits like…
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Easter at Lake Waccamaw seems to be on its way to tradition status. We rolled in around 8 p.m. on Friday night and went straight to Dale’s for fried oysters and shrimp. When we walked out around 9 p.m., the mayflies were swarming. They calmed down during the day on Saturday and Sunday, but at…
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Well, you know. You know how it is with me if you’ve been reading my blog for a while. Anyway, since I last posted, the election brought a lot of attention to North Carolina. Ben Harper showed up at the pub across the street, sang a few songs, asked us to vote for Hillary, then…
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