Tag: Winter
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Granny’s Glassware
Don’t let the cupboards overflowing with beautiful china and glassware give the wrong impression, we are far from delicate here in North Idaho. You have to love the four seasons to make this home. Especially the deep, white, wind-blown, freezing landscape that arrived this Presidents Day long weekend. I was on a roll with the…
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Off Grid
Since closing the tiny house front door, I’ve gone off-grid for a bit. It seemed as though every creative juice I possessed had been sucked through a straw with a crack in it. I was elated to be closed in and suddenly really pretty tired. Time for a rest. This time of year for me…
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Breathe
As I shoveled the snow off my front walk, it seemed to me that I had just done this very task not so long ago. Overnight the summer became a distant blur of sunshine, long days, and smokey skies with power tools the constant soundtrack playing in the background. Even though the trees still bear witness…
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A Roof Over My Head
It’s been quiet on the Trek to Tiny, but only because this menopausal woman has been up the ladder, down the ladder, up the ladder, down the ladder … you get the idea. There is something rooted deep inside myself that loves the long view of wild places, being out there in snapshots that ground…
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Thawing Out
There is a hole in my shoe. It’s probably been there all winter, but just became noticeable because everything is suddenly very wet. I live in what is touted to be a pedestrian friendly town, but this winter has been a challenge. Sidewalks were kinda, sorta shoveled and mostly covered in ice so the roads…
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