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eclipsed.

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for some reason

in anticipation of the upcoming solar eclipse 

i decided that it would be a great time

to make 120 ‘solar eclipse’ cookies.

the plan was to give them to 3 different groups of people

who i would see this weekend

the recipe looked quite easy

and fitting in with the spirit of the big day

the idea was to add the sun yellow and moon chocolate icings

to the perfect moon shapes

increasing the dark moon coverage on each one

showing all of the phases of the eclipse

during the process

 smoke and grease and sugar and cocoa and lemon

filled the kitchen

it took hours

the outcome was not quite as i expected

i’m not sure what exactly went wrong

but i am sure there were lots of things that did

the end result was best described by

steve carell while in character on ‘the office’ –

“it looks like it was put together by baby monkeys living on a farm.”


i’m going to embrace that and take it as a compliment 

i know that the eclipse makes lots of things go a bit off kilter

and i can’t wait to see how excited everyone is

to receive this very special gift from me. 

“there’s a victory in letting go of your expectations.”
-mike white

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give what you have.

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found this sweet surprise

waiting for me in my mailbox

a very old tiny sleigh with a handwritten letter

from a neighbor i’ve never met

who’s lived nearby for over 50 years

she left it for me to add to my fairy garden

when the season is right

she took the trouble to repaint the sleigh

and write me this lovely note

wanting to visit the garden

but too shy to stop by to see it up close

it was such a kind and thoughtful gesture

i wanted to thank her and figured out where she lived

then wrote her a long letter back

to let her know

how much i enjoyed her special gift

and what it meant to me

i really hope that we meet in person in my garden one day.

“give what you have. to someone, it may be better than you dare to think.”
― henry wadsworth longfellow

magic.

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“books give a soul to the universe, wings to the mind,

flight to the imagination, and life to everything.”

-plato

i stopped over to surprise

little grandie b

on her birthday

brought my gift

gave her a flower

shared a hug

then

she asked

if she could read to me

i had ‘read’ with her

just months before

when she pretended to read

a chapter book

imitating readers

she had seen and heard

excited to be like one of them

but today

she opened a book

read me every word

her little brother

said

“i don’t know how it happened.

but she can just read now.”

i told him

” it is magic.”

i was in awe of her

and

this surprise gift of magic

that she gave to me on her sixth birthday.

“once you learn to read, you will be forever free.”

– frederick douglass

 

welcome to my fairy garden, one and all.

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nothing i love better

than to see

children, adults, pets, families

in

wagons

strollers

on foot

on bicycles

walking

running

skipping

being carried.

stopping by

to pay a visit

to the fairy garden

in all four seasons.

chatting

playing

smiling

bringing gifts

acting out stories

taking tokens

noting changes

moving things

telling secrets

making memories

leaving special things behind.

spending a little quiet time

with the fairies

before they head

back into life 

in a 

busy grown-up world. 

child of the pure, unclouded brow
and dreaming eyes of wonder!
though time be fleet and I and thou
are half a life asunder,
thy loving smile will surely hail
the love-gift of a fairy tale.
– lewis carroll

that special something…

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 this is certainly 

the gift that just keeps on giving. 

thanks so much for

the ceramic cowgirl boot vase.

i have never owned one,

let alone know how much i needed one.

it truly has found its place

in my cottage

this holiday season,

mini static-ridden styrofoam balls and all.

it will soon hold a place of honor 

as the centerpiece

at our upcoming

badass bookclub brunch and board meeting.

after that, 

who knows 

where it may go?

this boot is made for walkin’.