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Author Archives: Julie-Ann Baumer
Something’s Not Right
Sometimes I type fast. Most of the time, actually. But my netbook is old and slow and I’ve not successfully replaced it with something better. It acts up, it slows down. I keep typing fast. Sometimes, the great eyes of … Continue reading
Counting Candles
Handy’s father, Marcel, turns 98 today. We celebrated his birthday yesterday; five of Handy’s six siblings were there. (His youngest brother lives in California and couldn’t make it.) Marcel was born just after the first world war ended, he joined … Continue reading
Red Leaf Lettuce
The other day, I got an e-mail from my friend Shelley. She asked if I’d ever blogged about The Christmas Tree Shops and the mother lode of junk they sell. I scratched my head. I knew I’d blogged about it … Continue reading
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Broken Celery Stalks
Last Monday, I broke my vintage celery stalk spoon rest. I’d had it for a long, long time; from at least the early 90’s when you could find mid-century domestic pottery at church bazaars and holiday craft fairs. I was … Continue reading
Vintage Voters
I worked my first presidential election on Tuesday. It was a long day; my fellow poll workers and I arrived at 6:15 a.m. and stayed until the town clerk transmitted the final vote counts to state election officials at 11:45 … Continue reading
Be Gone!
There is a story in Greek mythology of a king. King Augeas was famous for his stables full of cattle. You might say he was the “cattle baron” of his mythological time. Oddly enough, for a king with a wealth … Continue reading
The X of Time
In January of this year, one of my “resolutions” was to read twice as much as I read in 2015. It wouldn’t be hard, really, since I only read 12 books in 2015. But reading requires time; there is an … Continue reading
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Healthy Halloween!
It’s hard for me to believe this is my third Halloween here at the old white house. No pumpkins this year and no chocolate, either. I’m handing out three different types of “energy bars.” The leftovers will be more useful.
Playing Hooky
The other day, while using the internet, I saw this: “Quick! Name the last time you played hooky. If you can’t remember, you’re probably overdue.” Insert annoyed groaning sound here. I can’t quickly remember the last time I played “hooky.” … Continue reading
Like an Accordian
I fell asleep on the couch last night, folded up like an accordion while reading. My library book, Kenneth Roberts’ Arundel, is due on Wednesday. The book takes place primarily in October, 1775 with winter suddenly folding into history’s autumn … Continue reading