It happens every dozen of farm fresh eggs. What happens you ask? I find myself pondering the impressiveness of the imperfections within the perfection of eggs laid by free-range chickens. The differences and the similarities are as varied as the appearance of the chickens (I imagine). Maybe the owner of the farm can tell by their… Continue reading An egg, a nose above the rest
Author: Shelley
Letting my quirk out one post at a time.
Four marimo moss balls and a giraffe – the perfect tiny home
I'm the proud owner of four little green marimo moss balls. They've been living in their little proxy home on my shelf, along with their plastic giraffe guardian for quite some time now. Why the plastic giraffe you ask? Well, that's a side story about my brief infatuation with checking in on April the giraffe when… Continue reading Four marimo moss balls and a giraffe – the perfect tiny home
Yoga Mat Neighbors
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A simmer of a morning
Truth be told, I wasn’t excited when I saw the prompt of simmer. My nose wrinkled up and I clicked quickly away to read something else. Funny, as I typed that last sentence, my nose did the same thing – wrinkled up, as if I needed more practice or reassurance for my resistance to this… Continue reading A simmer of a morning
Peek
It seems to happen out of the blue. Or does it? There are signs, like the achy bones I was feeling. I noticed them and was a bit distracted by them before it happened. Now that I've gotten to the silver 50's, I know a change is coming when I start to feel something different.… Continue reading Peek
Mystery of sorts – a dog’s job
Me: "I'm continually amazed at the potty patterns of Copper when he does his job, they are such a mystery." My husband: "Really, you're taking pictures of him? I'm going to grab the camera next time you're going to the bathroom and take pictures of you. See if you like it." You - You're not… Continue reading Mystery of sorts – a dog’s job