5. This blue lamp which gives me a little bit of joy everyday when it clicks on at 5pm and clicks off at 11.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Grace in Small Things #196 of 365
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Grace in Small Things #192 of 365
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Love Thursday #12: Grandma turns 98
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Grace in Small Things #171 of 365
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Grace in Small Things #169 of 365
2. girls at any age sitting around the pool catching up
3. male forearms
4. excellent words whose sounds match their meaning like buzz and zing and sanctimonious
5. bedside tables
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Love Thursday #11: Blowing Bubbles
Don't you just love bubble blowing?
But it's hard work...
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Thursday, August 6, 2009
Love Thursday #10: Stone Fruit
Keb Mo played on the stereo and a terrific thunderstorm pounded outside while I made this
Stone Fruit Patchwork Bake. Something about baking a simple peach & cherry cobbler with
folks you love in mind--it feels important.
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Thursday, July 30, 2009
Love Thursday #9: Grandma at 98
Grandma turns 98 in August. I'm lucky to have her around.

We're throwing her a party at her house which is down the road from the rest home. She and her wheel chair will ride in a van with a lift. Her daddy built the house and many others in the area almost 100 years ago. She's still running things, so we won't be bringing any presents, just a bunch of love.
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Thursday, July 23, 2009
Love Thursday #8: Maters
My friends who farm shower me with tomato love: Heirloom, Pineapple, German, Roma, yellow, cherry...
Kristin and Marc Daly's dining room table with bounty from their Albemarle, NC farm.
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Thursday, July 16, 2009
Love Thursday #7: Grandma and Grandpa's Farm
Visiting my Dad's parents when I was a kid meant climbing in the hayloft, riding on the back of a tractor, simple meals, and early bedtimes. Years later, I moved into the farmhouse for a time. Even now, I recognize the farm as being the only constant landmark in my life.
The spring pasture and Judge

The now dilapidated barns and silo viewed from the house
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