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“G”rateful for daffodils
Like in life, sun-loving daffodils sometimes need to have obstacles removed for them to reach their full potential.
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“F”inding my path
Our paths in life are as unique as we are. Nature reminds me that we're shaped by many things along our journey.
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“Emma” opens a new chapter
"Foster fail" is a real medical condition, and one that affects the heart. It's also the remedy for a broken heart.
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“D”ams make great bridges
Bridgeton Mill and Big Raccoon Creek feed my soul and my creative crochet spirit.
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Alpacas are awesome!
Learning about alpacas reignited my passion for fiber arts.
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“D”affodils
Daffodils, as one of the first flowers that bloom, are virtually synonymous with spring and new beginnings. We inherited some in our backyard around one of our trees and while there are some years that they don’t bloom, most of the time they do. Once they burst open and “trumpet in” the changing of seasons, it’s only a matter of time before our other plants, bushes and trees bud out. They are a perfect reminder of God’s grace and blessings to come. Daffodils make me happy! They remind me to be present in the moment, since they are so visible and beautiful, and then they are gone. They are exceptionally…
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“C”rochet the night away …
Throwback Thursday – from Aug., 2017. Note the 2018 update at the end! Have you ever wanted to learn how to do something so badly? Something that has alluded you, taunted you, frustrated you, gnawed at you? That’s the way I feel about learning to crochet. I learned how to knit when I was 12. My grandmother taught me and I made a stocking cap. And then I quit. My grandmother knit afghans, sweaters, vests – anything she could think of. She even knit a full set of Barbie clothes for my dolls. My dolls had a beautiful skirt and sweater set, pants, several coats, dresses, etc. She even knit…
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“B”rrr, someone frosted the trees!
It’s April 2 and this photo was taken from our front porch this morning. Someone flew over the city and frosted everything. It’s so pretty, and unexpected. That’s the way life is sometimes. I am a fan of snow (having moved from Denver to Indiana) so this was a gift to me but probably a disappointment to many others. I think it’s winter’s last hurrah before giving in to spring’s blooms. It’s been great hearing the birds chirping in the morning but I bet they were surprised as we were with the snow. It’s been a harder winter than normal, and I don’t necessarily mean the weather. Life’s changes have…
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“A”pril is here – no foolin’
So, it’s April 1 and the beginning of the A to Z blogathon. It’s also Easter Sunday so I thought this photo was appropriate. It was taken on my way to work one day last year about this time. Believe it or not, we got a few snowflakes just an hour ago but the daffodils are in full bloom and the dogwood blossoms are about to open. Happy spring to everyone, whether you’re celebrating the Risen Christ and the joy and blessings that His living spirit bestows on us daily or you’re celebrating the awakening of plants, animals and a warmer spirit that will lead us into the coming months.…
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#AtoZChallenge: Zee end!
Okay, I might be cheating a bit with this last entry. I was thinking that while the A to Z Challenge is coming to an end, and April for that matter, spring is beginning to rock! Weeks ago, I saw our pair of foxes romping through the backyard, playing in the tall grass and pausing to eat something. Since it was probably a squirrel or rabbit or other cute, furry creature, I didn’t want to dwell too much on the circle of life. I was just glad to see that the foxes were back again this year. For the past five years, at least, the momma fox has had (at…
