slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Marietta
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You know, I am NOT a holiday person. I do celebrate Buy Nothing Day and Festivus. This year will be the first year in many that I have not spent at least part of the long Thanksgiving weekend at my mother’s house. She passed away a year and a half ago. Today was supposed to…
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First, THIS article is helping me get back on track after a rather hellish month: 12 Little Known Laws of Mindfulness That Will Change Your Life. I came back from Arrowmont with steadily worsening anxiety and physical problems, which peaked about three days ago. My pain level has gone from about an 8 to a…
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I’ve spent so much time farting around with trying to get my laptop back into adequate working condition that the coffee is nearly gone and I have been resigned to tapping this out with two fingers on my Kindle, which I hate. I am one of the last secretaries; I prefer typing on a normal…
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Before I move on with my day, let me post about this ongoing art project that began in September, 2013. Here’s what I wrote about it to send to India Flint for this project. Our family farm sits upon the site of a Native American village and mound site from around 900 years ago. In…
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I figure that I really have no excuse not to do a coffee pot post this morning, with this lovely rain, so I made another pot. I don’t like whining on the blog so much and I hate looking back on my posts and seeing negativity. On the other hand, this is my journal and…
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We returned to Greensboro a day earlier because the weather forecasts have been all over the place, and they were calling for several inches of snow in southeastern NC in the morning – they rarely get much snow and given the unpredictability of the whole scenario, we decided after a call to a Greensboro friend…
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Daddy and me on the homemade “go-kart” in downtown Marietta, North Carolina. This photo of my Granddaddy Jones with his brothers and sisters had to have been taken in the teens or early 20s. He is the one with the guitar. I barely remember Daddy Thad, my grandfather on the Parham side. He died when…
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I’m not sure, but I think that this was the first Christmas that we’ve had an inside dog at Mama’s for Christmas since Janet Planet went with us down there. Casey was such a GOOD DOG. Sandy and I have been meaning to take photos of ourselves with the Marietta City Limit sign for a…
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Sitting out in the gazebo this morning. I’m telling you, when it is not muggy and warm this is my favorite place other than Lake Waccamaw. Which was kind of the point when I bought this contraption last summer – I needed a beautiful place to hang out that was screened to keep away the…
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Happy Eoster, all y’all li’l bunnies out there. I went to see my mama on Friday, helped her plant about a third of her garden: cabbage, onions, tendergreens, spinach, beets, carrots, and corn. I talked her into letting me plant way more beets than she needs so that I might have some. As you can…
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