Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Full of Grace

1. This was delivered to me.   Somebody knows me well.


2. That I only have to pedal 5 minutes from my home to ride past scenes like this.  What a great way to start my day.   And to work off a little of the above.



3. An employer and a family, that when I am pining for the mountains and the weather is clear and the temperature in the low 70s and the humidity low,  look at me and say "GO"  even though I have other things I should be doing.



4. Butterflies.   Daphne loved butterflies.  She grew up in Harlem and never saw them.  When she moved upstate she was absolutely beguiled by them.   Whenever I see them, I think of her, which used to put me in a bad place.  Now, I smile and say hello.  Happiness on so many levels.



5.  25 pounds of blueberries - picked, eaten, washed, eaten, baked into pie, eaten, and frozen for future pies and muffins.




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  1. I am again reminded that the most beautiful things in our lives are the simplest of gifts - free and available to everyone who chooses to stop long enough to appreciate them.

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    1. Simple gifts. It is my theme song. Why people choose to live in chaos I will never understand.

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  2. I love that chocolate bouquet! What a great idea!

    I'm happy that you've had such a good week.

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    1. I am saving the vase and sticks with the hope of passing this idea on. But knowing me, I will eat it before I give it : )

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  3. 25 lbs of blueberries - I cannot even fathom what that looks like!

    The butterflies made me smile - my grandmother adored them and after she passed, I found an entire dresser (yes, 4 drawers) completely stuffed full of photos of butterflies she had taken throughout her life. It was such an amazing gift.

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    1. 25 pounds is not all that much - 4 medium sized beach pails and each pail makes 3 to 4 pies.

      That is a wonderfully sweet story about your grandmother. I think I would have liked her.

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    2. For someone who has never picked blueberries (they don't exactly grow in Wyoming...in fact, in the part I grew up in, nothing much except sage brush and juniper trees grow), 25 lbs sounds like an obscene amount. I'm not sure that I have ever eaten a blueberry pie either. Blasphemy! I will have to go out and hunt down a blueberry pie immediately!

      Actually, my grandmother would have liked you very much. She was kind and caring and incredibly fair and open minded for her time - her funeral was standing room only, that's how many people's lives she touched.

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  4. . . .uhm, I'm sorry, stopped "listening" after bouquet of chocolate. ;-)

    lovely, as usual.

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  5. Hi Friend!
    Love all of this, as usual...
    xoxo
    e

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