Today is Poetry Friday! Our host is Janice Scully at Salt City Verse! Thanks for hosting, Janice! Our move is complete and I’m finding new sources of inspiration for writing. I also want to take my writing in some new directions this year. I have ideas for some things other than poetry. And since my…
We’ve only been here since Friday. ‘Here’ is at our cabin in north-central Wisconsin. We built the cabin in 2005 after purchasing the land in 2001. We own 2 acres of lakefront property on which we built a timber frame cabin. My husband designed the cabin by researching timber-frame homes, building a scale model of…
Today is Silent Sunday. All photos are copyrighted by me, Carol Labuzzetta. No permission exists to duplicate in any form without my express permission. Enjoy!
When I started cleaning out our closets for our pending move, I began a trip down memory lane. We spent twenty years in one school district! For 13 of those years, I had one of our sons in elementary school due to their spacing. Elementary school was without a doubt my favorite time of schooling…
Today is Silent Sunday! All photos are my own and copyrighted whether watermarked or not. There is no permission to duplicate in any manner without my express permission. Thank you!
Last night, I had a fit of emotion as my husband started taking framed artwork, photographs, and canvas prints off the walls. Somehow that very action struck me with finality…we are moving. I’ve always taken pride in our homes. From the 1912 Federal period home, we owned in Amherst, New York as our first house…
Are you a garage sale person? Do you go to garage sales? Do you host garage sales? Do you ride the coat tails of someone else’s sale? I don’t know whether we are garage sale people or not, but we are hosting one this weekend. Past Garage Sales The last time we had a garage…
This week I did something in preparation for our move that wasted a little time. As I’ve written about before, I have been a collector of glass in the past. I have several pieces of Steuben glass that are treasures and were packed right away. I have one piece of Lenox which was a gift…
As I sit here writing, I wonder, is it wrong to want to shrink into my written word, to pretend the world is okay when it is not? The thing is, I don’t live on fantasies. I am a realist. I don’t know how long I can pretend the world is safe when it is…