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Automatic Gardening and Real Gluten Free Food. My quest to garden year-round without adding new plants. My second quest is to find GF recipes. I was surprised to see two Azalea buds next to each other that were two different colors. Of course I thought another bush had just sent out a really long branch that got mixed in. But, no both buds were from the same bush and on the same branch. A Pile in the Grass. One of my most viewed posts is Azaleas.
Is it something in the air? The change of seasons? A change in pursuit or passion or priority? All of the above? Right now, anyway. Has led me down an unexpectedly enjoyable reading, research and mapping path. I have chosen to forego my blogging time in order to immerse myself without distractions.
Pet Peeves and A Few Rants. Take your time and explore.
Learning to navigate through my post-work world. This post was written for the Cherished Blogfest 2015, which is taking place July 24, 25, and 26. Each participant is to write about one of their most cherished objects. What I chose instead is a both an object and an entree to adventures. My passport has taken me throughout.
SISTERHOOD OF THE WORLD BLOGGERS. Who Cares What Size Your Butt Is. My Paradise In the Hood. The Game of Chicken in a Bathroom Stall.
We do what we like and we like what we do. I was a well-fed baby. Nothing but the best for me. Like this spendy-trendy dish made by Toy Industry Inc, NY. Mom, not so much. Put it to the test.
The Fictioneer is an Author of Larger Works! Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple. Published August 12, 2015. The following photo is the PROMPT. Again, this is another blast from the past which, to most of you, will be a new one. You can find the original post here. Golden arches and a drive-through replaced the baroque beacon on the hill. The French restaurant where we often met is long gone.
A sincere blog about a donkey. We put the FUN in dysFUNction. But then I got the brilliant idea to invite my kids along.
Books by Silent Eye Writers. My Spiritual Journey by Steve Tanham. Are we there yet? The Silent Ey.
By Nola about 1 month ago.
Hanging by threads of stories. Dressed in bowing torsos of repetition. Silent stories of war, of love, of fear. Poetry, words, dreams reflected through the silence of imagery. Wild leaf-woven sea a kind of poetry. To dance for you again inside every word. Bare Necessities all we need is love. To find you and hold you gently only in Kindness.
Sleeping In the Arms of Mountains. Soul of a Limitless Sky. Old Blog, New Address. A Window Frame of Mind. Wearing Pearls in the Rain. The Face of an Ocean. Create a free website or blog at WordPress. Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.
Lyric Lagu adele Terbaru Rauf Muhamad. Lyric Adele Hiding My Heart. This is how the story went. I met someone by accident. And It was in the darkest of my days. When you took my sorrow and you took my pain. And buried them away, you buried them away. I wish I could lay down beside you. When the day is done. And wake up to your face against the morning sun.