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Painting My Mom’s Mailbox
Every month one of us in the Amaro family paints my mom’s mailbox at the end of her lane. Today Elena was the one to give it a go. My…
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To Marty and Julie
One moment leads to another Seed . Bud . Blossom … Life is movement Becoming . Changing . Growing Blending the physical and spiritual, Intellect and intuition. …
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The Loved Old Friend at the Brocante
For those of you who do not follow me on Instagram, where I post videos I will be re-posting a few here every now and then.
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Autumn Sunshine
photo above via my dear friend Erika. Thanksgiving day ( my mom and sister in law Diane are out of view can you find them sitting at the table.…
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The Best Find of Old Papers
For those of you who do not follow me on Instagram, where I post videos I will be re-posting a few here every now and then.
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Once Upon a Time…
Once upon a time, I stopped using plastic. Once upon a time, I only used two gallons of water a day, I was obsessed with every drop of water. Once…
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Thanksgiving
We miss you. My Mother prepares the Thanksgiving meal. Every year one of the traditional things that she makes are butter cookies that she cuts out with a red…
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Home
What speaks my mother's kitchen to me: – The sugar bowl and spoon, the exact same one since forever, in the exact same place in the cupboard. – The…
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