Our March came in like a lamb and truly left like a lion. The winds were ferocious! I was even a little scared driving home from the grocery store on the 31st. The wreath I made over with apple blossoms survived the wind, and isn't the welcome mat just darling? The only bad thing about it is that I cringe when I wipe my feet. Peter is too precious!
"As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness – just the pure air to breathe and the strength to breathe it; just warmth and shelter and home folks; just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day; and a cool breeze when the day is warm." – Laura Ingalls Wilder
Tuesday, April 4, 2023
End of March
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End of March
Our March came in like a lamb and truly left like a lion. The winds were ferocious! I was even a little scared driving home from the groce...
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Our March came in like a lamb and truly left like a lion. The winds were ferocious! I was even a little scared driving home from the groce...
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This week for dessert, I made something not so sweet -- orange cranberry bread . I needed something fast and not too much fuss, and since w...
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Yesterday I grew so frustrated with both Instagram and Facebook that I was this close to deleting my accounts (again....for the fifth time...
