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I feel fortunate that I was old enough to hear Martin Luther King on the radio and tv before his death. He was so inspiring to my young self. I’m still inspired when I read a quote or hear a recording of one of his speeches. …I had to copy this from my friend ❄️🤣❄️Have you ever picked cotton? My Mother and her mother and siblings all had to pick cotton in Al when my mother was growing up. My grandmother made me a sun bonnet like they wore to pick cotton. I wish I still had that Bonnet, as it was handmade by my grandmother . When I was in grade school in Al we got out of school one day each year for cotton picking day. I didn’t have to pick cotton but my Mother showed me how. They would wrap their hands and arms in rags to keep from getting all cut up from picking. I was always impressed that my Aunt Pearl, who weighed maybe 90 lbs dripping wet could fill the big burlap bag full of cotton and pull it down the rows like someone much larger and stronger than herself. These memories all came rushing back to me in the last few days while I’ve been reading The Warmth of Other Suns by Isabel Wilkerson and reviewing my photos from last week’s snow - this Snowball on the tip of a hydrangea limb reminded me of a cotton ball.A perfect way to Warm up on a cozy Sunday afternoon - with a nice cup of tea in your favorite cup or mug. I poured boiling water over a #celestialseasonings #lemonzinger tea bag that I had added a drop each of orange and thieves vitality oils to , let steep for 5 minutes then stirred in a teaspoon of local honey. Delish! Want to learn more about #younglivingessentialoils - ask me. I’m learning to detox my home and body for a healthier lifestyle.In the end, only three things matter; how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.Snowy twilight
Monthly Archives: December 2013
Good Tidings & Holiday Greetings
December 2013 As 2013 comes to a close, Sharon and I would like to share with you our highlights and sorrows of the past year. The first half of the year was nothing special. We visited our daughter, Megan, in … Continue reading
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