3. Glazed Carrots Take some brown sugar (about 1/2 cup, loosely packed) and some cornstarch (1 T). Mix it with water, a small dash each of nutmeg and salt and a large dash of dried tarragon. Cook till thickened, stirring occasionally. Microwave works great! Pour over cooked carrots and heat till bubbly. Add broken walnuts […]
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So much to celebrate, so much to mourn. Here’s something I’ve been formulating this week, still in embryo stage. *** What does growth look like from up above? Oh look look! A wisp of green A sprout, a shoot! Twin baby petals, lushly dainty Unfolding miracle Pulsing life And the color! The radiant, vibrant, thirst-quenching
Confession: Some days the trivial is infuriating, and some days it brings the most satisfaction. Or humor. Or sheer joy. *** Did you know that it is possible for a woman to trim three heads of hair and 80 nails in approximately one hour? *** My little magnolia tree—the five-inch infant that got hit with
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Confession: I feel like I spend about 90% of my time and energy on a treadmill entitled Trying to Keep Up with This Household. I’m not trying to whine (horrors) or brag (horrors), but seek some input. Here is what was on my plate today: Clean-up from an excursion to Lake Erie last night—think soggy, sandy
Confession: If I were choosing a Meadville area church to attend based on the beauty of the building, I would choose either St. Mary of Grace (Water St), which is the darlingest, or First Presbyterian (Liberty St), which is the most beautiful. I
Confession: Whatever you think about Simon & Garfunkel, you have to admit the genius. They spun words into dark and silver threads. I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumble: such are promises All lies and jests ‘Til a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest… …All my words
Confession: One of my ambitions is to never say No to an opportunity because I am afraid. I do not live this perfectly, and the doors I remember shutting in fear still haunt me. A week or two ago I got a call asking if I would talk to a Mormon lady from Utah, who’s
Confession: My favorite projects are experiments that happen to turn out well. Today I tried two. I found that you can turn a worn out little girl’s dress into a clothespin keeper. I remember my mom having one similar to this, made when I was a girl. For this one, I cut off the hood
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Bluest of skies, perfect temperature My brand new clothesline, quickly revolutionizing the way I feel about laundry The heavenly smell of fresh-crusty, sun-baked clothes Four puffs of gray velvet, old enough now to spit fire at me from their little red mouths and big blue eyes Two boys living outside, digging dirt, building forts, riding
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Confession: Last night I deliberately eavesdropped on the public conversation of two gentlemen. Disclaimer 1: I rarely eavesdrop. Disclaimer 2: And I never eavesdrop on private conversations. It’s against my code of conduct. If I notice you engaged in one, I will hum as I walk by, to block sound waves from reaching me and