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Life Moves Pretty Fast

“Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”  ―  Ferris Bueller It's so true. Last week I was checking out my many rose bushes and wondering when they would bloom. They seem late this year.  A few days later I was outside chasing one of my little dogs. She is losing her hearing and sight, but I swear her little legs are running faster than ever. It's never been like her to run off. While I was running after her (or more like hobbling and limping) I noticed a couple of bushes with a few roses.  After I got the pup settled and inside, I went back out to cut a few roses. The bees even took pity on me and allowed me to cut some of their sage blossoms. I placed the pretty little vase from my Mother's collection by a few Paris mementos. 

Did the Dog Eat My Homework or Did I Take a Summer Vacation?

It just happened. I didn't mean to. The truth is I have some words to publish. This summer I  did write with plans to take photos of the subjects and then I became distracted.  

How did I get distracted? There was a birthday, a yard sale, the Fourth of July with friends and family, organizing our mother's estate with my sisters, visits from out-of-town friends, dinner outings with friends, writing several chapters of the third installment of  Witch Way to Amethyst Bay, physical therapy, saw Babylon and Barbie in the theater, the overly hot 100-degree weather that rendered me useless,  flew to California where I ate and drank well and visited family... And before I knew it, POOF! Summer is behind me. 

In the meantime, I have posts to post such as the pleasures of taking the time for tea, drinking wine, a few recipes, and more. Stay tuned, and I will also fire up the podcast soon. 

Me with four generations of family. I am an auntie, great-aunt, and a great-great auntie. 
 


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