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Stalled
Did I mention my soon-to-be-open stasherella stall? I’m committed to a week of hopefully Christmas cheer and ker-ching in equal measures. I’m in the process of working out my stock. I’m developing the ‘Stasherella Home’ collection, drawing the design on cushions, ceramics and maybe lampshades. I’ve also got the antique quilts including this beauty So,…
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Oxidation
How fast air can tarnish And rot away shine. With no polish, no elbow grease, There’s not much time Until bright dims to dull And the crackle of rust Distorts the harmony, Drowns out all the trust That we have. That we shared. That is lost.
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This week I have been…
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Speech marks
Have you ever started a blog post without any idea of what you are going to say? I have. Just now. All I know is I want to say SOMETHING unfortunately I cant articulate beyond that. I wonder why? Is it because there’s too much going on in my brain. Unlikely. My brain is atrophying quite…
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Olden days
I often start stories to my boys with the words “when I was a little girl…” And it’s true, I tend to hark back to good old days more and more now. but why? I mean, kids these days have so much. My two boys have their own bedrooms, they get to eat good food every…