The Mystery Surrounding the Death of Frank Ackerman
Off to work on my head piece!
The neighbor out for a walk wearing a duck-shaped raincoat.
Hazelnut in my coffee and pumpkin spice burning on the counter.
Creating lists of books on Goodreads to read, to love and to recommend.
Propped up under the covers, a cup in hand, listening to Husband's Alaskan adventures.
The excitement and rejuvination that returns with a traveler.
The way Jet tilts his head when he is listening.
My five year old's yearning to learn and how quickly she picks up teachings.
Heart cakes.
Dew drops in the morning.
Sometimes I can't resist puns. It's my mother's fault.
How was your weekend? Ours was swell. It included a spontaneous kindergarten cheer camp for Brooklynn, which has since turned my daughter into an aspiring cheerleader. I wasn't a cheerleader, mainly because I lack coordination, so as I watch her kick her legs arbitrarily, to land on one knee with her poms up, and I agree with my girlfriend, Heather--she definitely got her moves from her Dad. She had to have.
I also did some garage-saleing and found some cool things that I'll have to share with you, finished my book, 'The Middle Place,' hung out with a girlfriend and her little boy and cleaned carpets. The rain has hit us here in the northwest, so I'll need to start getting more creative indoors with my time.
A couple weeks ago, the blackberries were practically falling off their stickery vines. So just as I should have, I gathered them up and made jam. Two cases of jam! Some of you reached out to me saying that you miss wild blackberries, so I've decided to giveaway one jar of my {Lemon Infused} Blackberry Jam to two separate readers!
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