Author Archives: Julie-Ann Baumer

The Wedgwood Weave

Posted on September 15, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

Did I ever write about the time I passed out at work?  No, I don’t think so.  It was a long time ago, either 2006 or 2007.  One morning, I was standing outside a counterpart’s cubicle and she was talking … Continue reading →

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The Order of Things

Posted on September 12, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

Like most Americans, I remember where I was on September 11, 2001.  I remember the drive to work, the clear blue skies, and the order of things.  I had just finished facilitating a conference call and one of the participants … Continue reading →

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This is How the Story Ended

Posted on September 8, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

As some blog readers might recall, I started some moonflowers from seed in April.  I tried to grow them last year but they didn’t amount to anything. Interestingly enough, I grew them one summer, in pots on my chicken coop-sized … Continue reading →

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Heavenly Blue

Posted on September 5, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

This spring, along the back wall of my fenced-in garden, I planted sunflowers, scarlet runner beans, and morning glories.  I didn’t read the “Heavenly Blue” package closely and watched the dense green foliage cover the fence with nary the sight … Continue reading →

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The Vines are Heavy

Posted on September 1, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

Early yesterday morning, before the newspaper arrived, a woman in a pickup truck drove up the hill beeping her horn and shouting out her window.  Although I couldn’t comprehend exactly what she was saying the syncopation and the syllable count … Continue reading →

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Pleasant Books

Posted on August 29, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

It’s a drag to finish a pleasant book.  Then there are the books that are not delightful but once begun, must be finished. There are always interruptions.  File this under “reading more than I thought I would this year.”

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Wednesday Like No Other

Posted on August 25, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

It’s hard to imagine a world without fork-split English muffins, isn’t it?  The toasted tasty flat pieces of bread with “nooks and crannies” full of butter and jam are a staple of modern morning life.  Samuel Bath Thomas made them … Continue reading →

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How About Wednesday?

Posted on August 22, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

Dear Friend, This will be the first week I have not hand-written my weekly letter to you.  I fell asleep with the twelfth Mitfod book on my chest and too many pillows under my neck.  Around midnight, the rain tapped … Continue reading →

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The Beehive of Truth

Posted on August 18, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

I’ve cast a disdainful eye on television in the years I’ve been blogging.  I’ve referred to it as “Tee Vee” and taken a position that it’s like a termite chewing through the gray matter of the nation’s collective brain.  Regardless … Continue reading →

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The Window on Wiscasset

Posted on August 15, 2016 by Julie-Ann Baumer

Before my brother left for the Iowa State Fair, he kept talking about “the butter cow.”  Silly me, I thought “the butter cow” would be some gentle bovine creature with big brown eyes and a set of abundantly generous udders.  … Continue reading →

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