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Today NatureFresh brought their mobile greenhouse to Heinen’s. It was very cool, but I liked their bumblebee hive best. Find out where they’ll be next at http://www.naturefresh.ca/greenhouse-education-center/
Although I am still reading, ranting and raving, I am no longer writing romance as a career/hobby/vocation. Thus, it seems a bit inappropriate to continue writing a blog about writing. I hope you’ll join me on either of my other blogs — or preferably both. I love sharing my adventures and look forward to reading your comments. Continue reading
It’s shocking to comb your hair after a shower and discover a bald spot that wasn’t there the day before. It doesn’t matter if you’ve been — as my Grandpa would say — bald as a cue ball in the … Continue reading
“Hillbilly Elegy” is the story of Vance’s predominantly Scotch-Irish family, who migrated from Kentucky to Middletown, Ohio to find work, and took their hillbilly culture with them. His grandfather worked in the Armco steel mill. My grandparents — who also had Scotch-Irish blood (mixed with German) — made a similar migration for work, from West Virginia to Massillon, Ohio. My grandfather got a job in a steel mill.
My husband, The Engineer, sometimes works in Middletown at the same mill (now AK Steel) that once employed Vance’s Papaw.
Clearly, this was the story of my people.
Except it wasn’t. Continue reading
For some NaNoWriMo fun, I’m sharing this post on how to write a romance. I hope you’ll find it an amusing break from your writing efforts. Reblogged on WordPress.com Source: Why Romance?
“Expect the unexpected.”
Can someone please explain to me how this phrase makes any sense? Continue reading
Travel Magic — Magic happens when you travel. “I’ll go if you get me across the bridge.” That’s what T said when asked if she’d do a Road Scholar bike trip with me on Chincoteague Island. I don’t much care for … Continue reading
How do you create a legacy? If you’re a philanthropic billionaire, you might donate money to a school or a hospital or a children’s home in the hope they’ll name it after you. If you’re an earthbound saint like Mother … Continue reading
Source: Cancer Lesson #77: It’s Not Always All About Me