Piney Bed

Piney Bed Oh come away with me my love– Come away with me. The night is fine, the moon is bright– Let’s steal beneath the piney tree. I’ll cut some pine boughs for a piney bed Beneath the piney…
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Cooking, Creating, and Everything in Between
Piney Bed Oh come away with me my love– Come away with me. The night is fine, the moon is bright– Let’s steal beneath the piney tree. I’ll cut some pine boughs for a piney bed Beneath the piney…
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Snow They are magic– those first few, floating flakes. They fall, soft as featherdown. If you are very quiet you can hear them softly giggling. Your breath is a moment of warmth hanging motionless in the air. Time seems to…
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“Only the pure in heart can make a good soup.” – Ludwig van Beethoven. Soup My mother made homemade soup every Sunday night. The soups changed with the seasons and with the ingredients available. She never used a recipe. Chicken or turkey…
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Blue This has been a year of blue, at least for me. It reminds me of that time right before dawn, when everything is monochromatic and looks almost the same. We have battled the blues on every level– from missing…
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New Beginnings There is something inherently exciting about something new. It brings a new awareness to everything around us– as if we see the world for the first time in high definition color. We get a new car, and suddenly…
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“When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly.” — C.S. Lewis Blue Christmas Christmas and childhood are…
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In the middle of winter, I start craving warm temperatures and tropical flavors. I can’t help it. I love to be warm. 🙂 These Coconut Rum French Macarons will bring you the tropical flavors of ocean kissed islands, with just…
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Shop Talk I remember it well– those times that we spent– My grandpa and I, as the afternoons went. The shop smelled like diesel and oil and fuel. He had careful labels for every tool. The floor was swept…
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Do You Remember Bev and Peg were sisters. They had lived together all their lives, like two little elves, in the little green house they were born in. Their home was a most magical place. Both of the sisters were…
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Learning to Cook Someone asked me one day, “How did you learn to cook?” I stopped and thought about that for a moment. “What’s the matter?” she chuckled. “Don’t you know?” “Oh I know,” I answered, “But it’s not a…
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