Author: daylerogers
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Press In To Who You Are
We gathered on my porch and in my yard, social distancing and grateful to be together. Women need connections; coming together meets needs in feminine hearts that zoom can’t accomplish. Sharing with one another provided the backdrop for a chance to be creative. Each woman was given several packets of magic clay and was…
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A Little Flame Goes A Long Way
“It’s always a good time for s’mores!” Isley is passionate about chocolate and melty marshmallows. Add a graham cracker and it’s an invitation to sweet bliss. We hauled out our fire pit–a few months and several degrees early–so we could have a fire for roasting marshmallows. The weather cooled a bit, and we were able…
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You Need The Right Lenses
“How do you see through these things?” Several family members were trying on my reading glasses, the ones I wear with my contacts so I can read my computer. Vision is a funny thing; we only see as well as the lenses through which we look. Mason put them on and started laughing. They’re magnifiers;…
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Dig A Little Deeper
Why did I ever think I could become a gardener? We worked so hard at creating a beautiful garden in our front yard. Partly because we really wanted to enjoy that visual experience; partly because our local HOA was not happy with our messy yard. Gardening isn’t a one-and-done experience. It requires work, weeding, watering,…
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The Character Of Chaos
We’ve had the indescribable joy of watching six of our grands for most of this week. Each has a schedule of “must do’s”, activities that require transportation, and unique preferences for food and free time. The three oldest have an independent spirit I deeply appreciate. They have either a driver’s license or a friend that…
Tip of My Iceberg 