Make Your Own Body Butter!
Body butter, what a pity you can’t smell it The following is a guest post from my friend Marie Keats from “across the pond” in Southampton. We meet blogging because we have both fallen in love with...
View ArticleThe Stuff Dreams are Made Of II
(For part one of this story click here.) Valentine’s Day morning Jerry and I lingered in our beautiful vintage room at the Broadmoor. I couldn’t resist a long, hot bath in the large, tiled tub,...
View ArticleOn a Beauty Search
Some people love earth tones. You know, creamy, sandy, brown, beige and taupe. I’m so NOT an earth tone kind of girl. My kitchen is yellow. My office a soft green. If I had my way it would include...
View ArticleDitch the Can, the Chair, the Dolrums
Ditching the Desert I believe in giving oneself the space to heal after loss. That’s why I spent the last few weeks recuperating from the long hours of hospital stay and eventual death of my beloved...
View ArticleFreedom to Move Forward Part II
I did something brave. Different. Unexpected. (If you haven’t read yesterday’s post, this one won’t mean as much, so check it out!) Just over a week I was surprised by the desire to visit a third world...
View ArticleHappy 4th of July!
A red, white, and blue post to wish you a Happy Fourth! (With all due respect to my lovely friends from “across the pond.”) Enjoy freedom where ever you find it today. Freedom to be yourself. To laugh....
View ArticleWandering and Pondering
There is no goal but movement. No map dictating the journey. No planned route. On the days I set aside time to exercise for at least an hour, I simply walk forward. I haven’t had much time for free...
View ArticleStress?
It was quite the day. 4:30 a.m. and I was already in front of the mirror, taming the wild mane of clean hair. I’d gone to bed with it wet to gain sleep time. I’m not a morning person. Packed my bag for...
View ArticleI’m Okay! Really!
No major life crises, no health issues, no shocking inner journey. Just space. Time. Preparing my kids and myself for the big leap to college, then processing the empty house and cleaning out drawers....
View ArticleDestruction or Progress?
Could it be that life is like home projects–that the tearing down is necessary before the building up? And that the demolition of the old takes much longer than ever anticipated? We are on week 5 of...
View ArticleThe Glory of a Walk in the Sunshine
After a couple weeks of abnormal cold and snowfall, Colorado has finally been released to the blue skies and sunshine that makes much of the country covet our little neck of the wood (or plains as the...
View ArticleMy Girl in Afghanistan
Thank you to all in the blogging community who offered this momma emotional support as her daughter traveled to a war-torn country. While she was in Afghanistan she sent me a picture of the street...
View ArticleBreaking Free to a Spirit of Adventure
“You’re like my dog,” my agent, Rachelle Gardner, said. Not exactly the way you hope a conversation with someone this important to you will begin. At my humorous, self-deprecating response she quickly...
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