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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Friday, April 29, 2011

I'm Auntie Nettie and I'm an Anglophile!

Somewhere across the seas, in a far away land,
there surely must be a run on peach blossoms...
for romance is in the air.The candied almonds are lain out in dishes for the guests,
and ginger-haired groomsmen are calming last minute nerves
with wafers or some chocolate.

The man who would be king is about to marry his college sweetheart.
If you have a marriage half as strong or long as your grandparents',
you'll be doing well.

With best wishes to the royal newlyweds and Long live the Queen!

Oh yes, I'm watching .. every single bit, even if the coverage is "canned."


Vintage tins courtesy of Cabot's Taffys in Provincetown, MA, c. October 2010

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