I am n o w h e r e.
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Update, Monday evening....
Sore. Tired. No cleaning and sorting got done today.
Just dig, plant, mulch, water. I was a garden powerhouse.
Well. Sort of.
Just a few perennials. Mostly annuals for a nice splash of color and to soften the edges of the existing beds.
Curb appeal, remember?
Good night, Irene...
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Monday, May 26
Yesterday was gorgeous, too. I did some yard work and will follow up today with flowers and perhaps some mulch. Curb appeal, baby!!
More cleaning and sorting as well.
And I'd like to say thank you to all my watchers and those who've stopped by to look at my flower and plant photos. Images of plants may not earn many DDs on DA (I had to go back to May 6 to even find one), but their popularity with viewers is apparent by the comments, journal features, clubs, and favs. Flowers make me happy, and I'm glad that they do the same for many of you.
Happy flower day!

Saturday, May 25
It's a beautiful day. Again!
I sorted stuff in the basement for about 4.5 hours yesterday. Keep, trash, sell. Yay!
I have 7 large garbage bags and 8 grocery bags of paper for recycling.
And there is more to do. But it's really energized me! It feels soooo good to get rid of things that I've carried with me as far back as the 80's and haven't really looked at except to box it up and move it.
I've posted a few things on Craig's list and will be posting a few more. (Yay for mah camera skillz!) This is my chance to down-size and simplify. Damn, it feels great!
Take care. Enjoy the holiday weekend, those in the States!
Rachel
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Saturday, May 24
It's a beautiful day.
I'm off for a morning photography walk before I drag myself down to the basement for a day of cleaning and sorting...
I'm having one of those panic moments when I realize all the work that is to be done if I'm ever going to get my butt and gear to the west coast.
Yikes. Anyone want to help me pack, load, and transport my life?!
I hope everyone enjoys their weekend.
Hugs,
Rachel

lmnwu


There is so much I still have to say.
But I've learned that I'm illiterate.
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I am a story
unfolding second by second
and changing chapters year to year.
Forty is here
and I have no title.
Most read my jacket
and study my cover
but only skim
the pages
within.
Actually, forty is here. And I am realizing with some concern that it is not always easy to let someone in and often difficult to truly step inside.