March 30, Day 14, Hunting in Place!
The short- and long-term effects of this pandemic are scary…for all of us. Here in the U.S. (and in much
For the love of old things, the joy of finding them new homes and my vintage life.
The short- and long-term effects of this pandemic are scary…for all of us. Here in the U.S. (and in much
Today stretches before me—a blank canvas. I am fortunate that I don’t have any pressing obligations. No young children or
Day 9 was cloudy and rainy and my mood settled down around my ankles. I kept telling myself to do
Tuesday morning and there’s a hint of sun before the rain starts this afternoon. Decided today needs to be a
Food has become more of a challenge. Both my husband and daughter work for companies that provide free gourmet meals
Normally on a Sunday morning I pull myself together and pop into my neighborhood thrift store for a quick perusal
Rather a dreary day which zapped my energy. Of course it didn’t help that I woke at 3:00 a.m. and
First I have to confess I am having hunting withdrawals. I miss my trips to my neighborhood thrift store (and
My husband’s birthday! In a normal world we would have driven down to Monterey as we had planned. We would
I slept poorly last night. A condition flared up that made sleep difficult. Possibly the stress of this situation aggravated