Being a grandmother, sometimes I’m lucky to become a child again — as when my grandson and I work together on a project that recalls something my Mother made for my siblings and I 60-some years ago. Technologies and years telescope into a happy afternoon of creativity and reading. . . Click through to read more. . .
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A story about my grandson and a story about my grandma, connected across the generation by a change to . . . well, you’ll see if you read the post. And I’ll update you on my garden while we’re together. Click through, please.
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The title of this post comes from an anecdote I told my granddaughter in the back seat of the car, on a day trip from Rome to three different hilltop towns in Lazio. An anecdote that made her laugh until she cried — at my expense! — and also helped me reframe some negative thinking. Click through to find out more.
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I took grandkids and memories of my mother on my annual hunt for a favourite indigenous Spring-appearing bloom. Click through to see this year’s version of a recurring theme on the blog. Happy New Season!
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Summertime, and the living is. . . delightful, but not as easy as when we were younger and had more energy! We’ve been hanging out a fair bit with a very energetic (and much younger!) crowd this summer, and I’m doing some Activity Triage here. Maybe this happens in your summer as well?
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