I don’t wear a watch. And I was thinking in the wee hours of this morning it may be how I became a morning person. It occurred to me that by not checking the time, I go to bed when I am tired, rather than when I think I shouldRead More →
In this modern day age of advertisements, YouTube and social media it is really easy to be bombarded into believing we should be like everyone else. In a slow measure of emancipation, I have begun to be mindful of not trying to emulate others. Rather, to be myself. Now don’tRead More →
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I love to mulch. But I particularly love mulching with cats. And ducks. I also love to prune, though not as much as mulching. Pruning takes more thought, more muscle and no cats. Or ducks. As sometimes branches are on theRead More →
This morning I was musing about a good cup of tea, over a cup of coffee. Having lived in Britain, I can truly appreciate a good ‘cuppa’. But, why does living there equate to a good cup of tea, I hear you ask? Well, besides the synonymous links between teaRead More →
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