Author Archives: Julie-Ann Baumer

Back to School

It’s September; the big yellow buses are everywhere. I think about education.  I think about my own formal education and through conversations with co-workers and friends who have children, I think about what is considered “education” today.  I have friends … Continue reading

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Little Notes and Memos

I got the memo this weekend, the one I’ve been dreading since my birthday last month. “The motel will be closed for a few weekends.” When I get this memo, it’s a sad reminder that I’m currently living at The … Continue reading

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Labor Day Watermelons

Although I have belonged to many clubs and organizations, I have never belonged to a labor union.  Being an “employee at will” versus being represented by “collective bargaining” has probably defined my thoughts about work.  My father belonged to the … Continue reading

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Forever 12 – The Big Time Rush

Cherie Ripperton texted me from the Big Time Rush concert in Manchester, New Hampshire last night. She herself is not a fan, but her 12-year-old daughter is; when you’re a concerned parent, you go to boy band concerts. She seemed … Continue reading

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Friday Pillow Talk – Class Reunion Dirt Dreams

I stayed up too late last night, working on an Excel spreadsheet of high school classmate data.  Next week, the invitations for my 30th high school reunion will go out; the event is scheduled for October 27, 2012. I’m not … Continue reading

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Giving Up The Ghost

These patio flowers are in the final stages of their lives; they’ve given everything this summer. I’m going to miss them. On to the chrysanthemums!

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The Aunt Tomato Discourse

This week, I’ve been busy lamenting the end of summer: “…the crickets…” “…the Dark Days of August…” “…no waves…” I even tagged my Hydrangea post with the words “eternal rest.” Sadly, nothing says the end of summer like tomato plants.  … Continue reading

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Cowabunga, Dude!

I’m out of coffee. This might be a serious problem if I didn’t live near KB’s, a place I affectionately call “the surfer dude coffee shop.”  I’ve been an irregular customer since I moved here in 1999; back then it … Continue reading

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The Dark Days of August

One of my friends refers to this time of year as “The Dark Days of August.”  She coined the phrase when her two sons were still in elementary school.  I suppose when you have two young boys running around your … Continue reading

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The Redemption Garden

I started work on a new “secret garden” yesterday. I’m going to give up my other secret garden.  I haven’t written about this “other” secret garden as I promised I would; I will.  When I pick the last Riesentraube tomato, … Continue reading

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