King of the OverHill

It was lovely to have my husband return home on Monday last week. He wasn’t gone very long, he only slept away 4 nights. We had a dog walker for Navajo and Charlie brought a friend one evening who offered to walk the Poms and then Caitlin walked them once so even the lil ones …

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Swimming With The Fishes

Do you ever feel like you are just barely keeping your head above water? That if you stop flailing madly about that you will just sink deep into oblivion? No? Just me then? Sometimes I feel I'm just managing to cope...life can be overwhelming. But I get up and I keep moving. That is half …

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A rose is still a rose, Mary

This week I had one of those Golden Thread enlightenment moments where I realized how all of my past lives relate to each other. It's the Celtic thread at the root which ties them all together. I detest Rosemary. I recently discovered that an old Appalachian folk tale involves planting Rosemary by the door to …

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Disappearing Act

Last Sunday we were so lazy, probably because it was preceding a public holiday. Last Monday was Workers Day so we had the day off and my friend Retha and I decided to try and get in for lunch at Green Vine Eatery at Silvermist Vineyards. We did not have a booking but thought why not …

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Holiday Squared

We continued our Sunday tradition last weekend and I made a gorgeous roast beef for dinner. I cooked it American style as a pot roast rather than baking it. I cooked it in broth, onions and garlic. Once cooked I strained the sauce and added cream to the rich broth. I made crispy, buttery fondant …

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My Missing Half

This week was my second week with Norm away. He spent a week in Switzerland on a consulting contract and the second in the UK on personal business. I missed him terribly. The girls were brilliant support and we had someone to walk Navajo every day. But I still missed my other half. But we …

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