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No Tricks, Just Treats!
Greetings, peeps! With only THREE days till Halloween, I come bearing gifts! First off, did you know that coincidentally, there are only THREE days left to register for the Unboxed Conference in Salem, Massachusetts? That’s right — the chance to register closes on Friday. So if you’ve been on the fence, hop over and sign…
Read MoreCan Creativity Be Organized?
It may come as a surprise, but I’m not the most organized person in the world. (My husband and mother don’t need to chime in on this.) My organizational strategies are few, but hard-won: The keys go on the hook right when I walk in the door, or I lose them. The phone goes on…
Read MoreWherever You Are
I hope your summer looks like this.
Read MoreIf You Want My Business and You Want My Money, How About You Let It Show?
It’s been a crazy few weeks, with lots of good stuff, bad stuff, and holy mother of moly isn’t it summer YET stuff? But we are on the home stretch, people! And I’ll post one or two times more before taking a much-needed break from the internet. So, I’ve been thinking about this post for…
Read MoreCamouflage
Something Blue
Read MoreNostalgia
I went to the preschool today and remembered how much I loved this quote when my children went there, so I thought I’d share it with you. “The most effective kind of education is that a child should play amongst lovely things.” Plato I wish all the children of the world were so fortunate.
Read MorePick One Thing
Lately when riding, I am a hot mess. (That’s the technical term. The actual term used by my instructor is unprintable here.) There are so many things going on — my seat isn’t balanced, my legs slide forward, my knees are jammed up against the knee roll, my reins get floppy — hence, the hot…
Read MoreHiding in Plain Sight
Last week, after one of the constant snow storms, the Slobbering Beast and I were lucky enough to be the first ones on the trail. No car tracks at the main entrance, no boot marks anywhere. Bliss. We hiked in silence, the only noise the creaking of the trees, the crash of ice and of…
Read MoreAround This Time…
Saint Francis is wishing he’d been posted to a warmer clime.
Read MoreSpace
I’ve finished a project. It feels odd to type those words, because I’ve been working on it for so long. And of course it’s not really finished — it’s just resting with someone else for a bit. I’m nervous and anxious and a bit at a loss for what to do with all this mental…
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