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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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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Happenings at the Homestead, May 2012

Dear 'rents and/or potential buyers of ye olde homestead,

I checked in on the homeplace recently. Everything looks good on the outside. Nature is blooming away.

The curbside hedge roses are growing like crazy


as are most of the bushes. Look at the azaleas*.


We are really hedging our bets on the backyard shrubs though.
It looks like natural windows are forming.


The impact from Irene is still evident. The tree (on the lot next door) overlooking the compost area/garden has a 7 - 10 split going on. From the upstairs windows, you can the right into the neighbors' lots on the other side of the block.


Max's homage to Monet's gardens are still growing off the kitchen corner.


While we may not be occupying the house full-time,
we did have some temporary tenants on the back porch.

So lovely but, sadly, I don't think that the parent birdies will like where I relocated the nest ... Though I think they had abandoned it as soon as visitors started coming through the back door again.

Again, everything looks great. The lawn's mowed, but you may need to ask the landscapers to watch the bees under the garage eaves by the doors. There may be carpenter bees or other bee species building honeycombs under there.

That's it for now.

Love,

The Roaming Nettie

6/10/12 *Yes, mother. I know those aren't azaleas, but rhododendrons. This was a test to see if anyone is still reading this. Apparently you are. So I should be more careful.

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