slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Oregon
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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 title is a quote from Calvin and Hobbes. It fits for me right now! I have entered the kind of good stress that is making me ecstatic and at the same time a bit breathless and wobbly. After spending the last ten months or so moaning about needing another fix for my travel/art retreat…
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wood stone metal grate around sidewalk planting
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So, there’s this book. I ordered several great books a few weeks ago, but there’s this book, this one book, that I can’t get past. It is ringing my chimes and I can’t read it for more than a few minutes without feeling like I’m going to have an anxiety attack from sheer joy. The…
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We decided that we would rather pay for a hotel room in Portland on Sunday night instead of taking a red-eye flight after the conference was over. I found a good deal for the Benson Hotel, a gorgeous old hotel in downtown, and Judy was kind enough to drop us off there. Unfortunately, Delta moved…
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My friend and paper mentor Susanne and I flew out to Oregon to attend the Focus on Book Arts conference in Forest Grove at Pacific University. Despite our friends’ warning about the rainy weather, it was beautiful and I didn’t have to open my umbrella once. The cooler temperatures were such a relief! Judy met…
slowly she turned 