There’s something kind of romantic about the sound of the train’s whistle as it rolls through town. Of course, that could be because I’m still thinking of hobos hopping box cars and other long gone practices.
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During the dark days of winter I will look back at this photo of marigolds basking in the sunlight to remind myself that summer does come to Northeast Iowa.
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When my oldest and dearest friend visited a few weeks ago, I took a moment to admire her rented VW Beetle in the driveway. I may very well have to test drive on as part of the Great Compact Car Search of 2014!
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I’m loving this corner of the master bedroom. The blue wing back chair and matching ottoman (Craigslist finds from years ago) seem inviting in that “grab a book and settle in” kind of way. The painting, a new acquisition for our friend Bernard’s estate, mimics the view from the bedroom windows. I picture myself sitting here on a snowy winter day, a hot toddy resting on the table and the throw warming my lap.
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