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I’m a Scrapbooker?
At some point along the way, someone invited me to a scrapbooking party. This was back when Creative Memories was becoming a thing. My oldest was maybe 18 months old, and I thought: “This is great. I can preserve our memories. I can do something meaningful with all these pictures.” So I went to the…
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Gifting a Hobby (or cameras everywhere!)
My dad didn’t just buy a camera. He bought a door. And opened it to possibility. This was his first grandchild. And suddenly, photography wasn’t just interesting—it was important. So when my parents came to visit, they didn’t just take a few pictures. They took pictures of everything. The baby looking left.The baby looking right.The…
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The Cusp of the Camera Shift
Did you grow up like me? Right on the edge of something shifting, or developing (pun intended). Not dramatically. Not all at once. But quietly… and then all at once. See if this sounds familiar: Cameras were always around when I was growing up. The kind where you loaded a roll of film and had…
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Allergen-Friendly Foods
This post is a two parts in one. This first section is about food options free of common allergens and my family’s faves. The second is my position on Epicure 2.0. Read none, some, all. This is where I stand. In future, current food links will be on my links page. Choosing What is for…
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Pivoting in Place
Nope, I really haven’t moved. Seems since 1998 I’ve been in the exact same place. That’s the kind of person I think I am, though. I bloom where I’m planted. And guess what? I like my pot. It’s a nice pot, plenty of sun, good soil, I’m watered regularly. Sometimes I have to be repotted…
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The Night Before
It’s the night before we take our fourth child to the campus of his college. Or is it the night before our fourth son embarks on his college journey? Both are true. The first is about me and how I’m feeling. The other is about him. Same space of time. Same people in the house.…