Gardens Lost and Found

I have always lived with gardens and throughout my life I’ve enjoyed an ongoing series of gardens lost and found.

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My childhood home had a large enclosed back yard and garden (Old Photo)

The earliest memories of my childhood home revolve around the large perennial garden my mother tended in our backyard.  Most of the plants had been growing there for years before our family moved in but my mother happily adopted them as well as adding many of her favorites including Lupine.  My father loved planting vegetables such as green beans and tomatoes in another small garden patch.  A row of large hostas that he planted in the front of the house survive to this day and still bloom every September, almost 66 years later!  In addition, we had fragrant white and purple lilacs growing by the back porch and a pink rhododendron that grew so large it was the envy of the neighborhood!  I can see my parents even now, planting and picking flowers and vegetables, cherishing every minute while they worked their own little bit of heaven on earth!

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Some garden magic – a robin’s nest hidden in a clematis vine (Photo by Walter Allen)

When my first husband and I bought a house in the same seaside town, it wasn’t long before we started gardens of our own.  The yard was small but we used all the available space to create a vegetable garden and several little flower gardens.  It was here that I first started planting bulbs and roses, squeezing in more and more plants every year.  Although I took pleasure in other hobbies, gardening had become my first love and there was nothing I enjoyed more!

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Our first home and yard were small but we still had gardens (Photo courtesy Realtor.com)

Twenty years later I moved with my second husband to another town about 25 miles from the coast.  This was a very different setting with two acres of heavily wooded land and lots of room for gardens!  We created a large, fenced-in area for growing vegetables but, over the years, I filled it with flowers and shrubs as well.  Rubbing shoulders with the vegetables were lilacs, hydrangeas, roses, peonies, clematis, and honeysuckle.  An asparagus patch filled one end of the garden while a pea trellis and tomato stakes dominated the space at the opposite end.  The center was filled with nasturtiums, herbs, kale, zucchini, and eggplant amongst others.  Even though the surrounding tall trees cast afternoon shadows, the garden had enough sunlight for the plants to flourish and was a sight to behold in high summer!

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Our new home had space for lots of gardens, front and back (Photo by Walter Allen)

We continued to live in garden bliss until, late in the summer of 2016, disaster struck in the form of a new septic system.  The old system dated back to 1964 and was literally crumbling in upon itself.  It had to be replaced but doing so also meant digging up the entire back yard with our beloved vegetable garden situated in the exact center!

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Chickadees nesting on the garden pea trellis in early May (Photo by Walter Allen)

In the brief window of time before the work started, we managed to save many perennials by potting them up.  Briefly, we thought of saving the shrubs we had lovingly cared for.  I say “briefly” because the sheer effort and cost involved in digging up and relocating each mature shrub was daunting and more than we could handle.  Sadly, I had to face the fact that many of my garden plants were soon to become casualties of war.  When the heavy equipment rolled into the yard and we were left with a huge gaping hole, I mourned that garden like the loss of an old friend!

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The old garden was carpeted with salt hay and had plenty of room (Photo by Walter Allen)

Because I simply cannot live without a garden, you might have guessed there’s a happy ending to my tale.  The following spring my husband and I began a new garden to take the old one’s place.  Wisely deciding against building atop the new septic system, we chose a narrow but sunny site next to our kitchen.  I was able to replant the saved perennials in one area while still leaving plenty of space for a few favorite vegetables.  The overall garden space was much smaller but provided easier access right off our kitchen deck; it would also be much more manageable in size for us aging Boomers.

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Garden gone – nothing but a lawn is left of our previous vegetable garden (Photo by Walter Allen)

This year I will begin replacing some of those wonderful shrubs that once filled our yard.  I’ve already ordered Hydrangea paniculata “Little Lime,” Honeysuckle “Gold Flame,” and Rose “Coral Cove.”  These smaller-sized shrubs won’t dwarf the new garden and will add color and texture all season.  What was once lost will be found again.  I just can’t wait to get planting!

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Our new vegetable garden last July (Photo by Nancy Marie Allen)

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The Gift of Time

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about time and the power it wields over us.  We can’t feel or see time; it’s intangible and formless, yet it defines our lives.

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We all share universal phrases about time:  What time is it?  Is there enough time?  It’s time for a change.  I’ll get to it when I have time.  Time for bed.  Time to go to work.  Look at the time!  Time’s running out . . .

And it’s that last one that scares us the most.  As we age into our 60’s and beyond, is there anyone amongst us who doesn’t think about how much time we have left?  Like my husband is fond of saying, “There’s more sand now at the bottom of the hourglass than at the top.”  Time is outside of our control; we are forced to continually move forward in time knowing there are no brakes we can apply to stop it!

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It frightens us to think about running out of time because when our time ends, we end – at least in the physical sense.  But what happens after our time on earth ends?  Many of us believe there is something more on the other side, an afterlife free of pain and suffering, an afterlife free of the constraints of time!

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But what can we do right now to make the best of our time here on earth?  As we grow older, our priorities change because the time we have left becomes so very precious.  As the sand of life slips through the hourglass, how will we spend that remaining time?

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In retirement, I’ve made a choice to enjoy my remaining time by doing what I love but also by giving and receiving love.  Love empowers us; the more love we give, the more we receive and the more fulfilled our lives become.  Love is really our only weapon against the ravages of time for love transcends time, making life worth living!

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Although it’s become a cliche to “live in the moment,” the present is all we really have.  By opening our hearts to love each day, we can alter our perception of time and maybe even learn to finally embrace it as the priceless gift it truly is!

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February Awakenings

Although the year is divided into four neat segments, there are many seasons within seasons and winter is no exception.  Many people would like to skip over winter altogether, but it’s the one season when we’re most likely to appreciate those subtle natural shifts and awakenings taking place around us.  Today on my walk I noted some of these interseasonal changes due to the unusually warm temperatures we’re experiencing this week in the Northeast.  With the snow and ice leftover from our last storm furiously melting, I found some photo opportunities that otherwise might have been missed.

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The Mill in Early February (Photo by Nancy Marie Allen)

It’s hard for me to resist taking photos of the mill pond next to our property; no matter what the season, it’s always captivating!  There are still large chunks of bluish ice, but you can see that water is flowing freely over the little waterfall and rushing to fill the pond below.  In the foreground, red maple buds are already swelling with life, reminding us that spring can’t be far away.

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Rhododendron Buds (Photo by Nancy Marie Allen)

Rhododendron buds are also getting fat in anticipation of their May blooming, while in the still sleeping perennial garden, clumps of Irish moss appear once again between the stepping stones, sporting straggly coats of bright Kelly green.  In the warmer weeks ahead this moss will spread to fill in any gaps, creating a lush carpet underfoot.

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Irish Moss (Photo by Nancy Marie Allen)

I can hear more rushing water as I stroll by another small stream weaving its way into the woods.  There’s another sound, too, breaking the winter silence.  The birds, awakening from the cold, are singing and flitting from tree to tree.  They simply cannot contain their happiness over the spring-like warmth and are celebrating their good fortune!

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A Meandering Woodland Stream (Photo by Nancy Marie Allen)

It’s only early February but there are already many signs of the earth awakening and readying itself for the coming of spring.  Now that I’m retired I have the time to enjoy these seasonal changes on a weekly, if not daily, basis.  There is always something in the natural world to take note of and be astounded by, all of those tiny changes that move us quietly but steadily onward.

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Winter Lichen (Photo by Nancy Marie Allen)

Lichen is one of those amazing life forms that moves so secretly and slowly that few take notice, yet its many forms and colors create natural works of great beauty; the ubiquitous rock walls of my native Massachusetts are liberally covered with them.  One can easily miss this in other seasons, but in the starkness of winter, any green growth begs our attention and reminds us that life goes on.

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Black-capped Chickadee (Photo by Peter Lewis, Unsplash)

In the meteorological world, spring begins on March 1st.  The few short weeks between February and March bring about great changes as the earth prepares once again for rebirth.  By getting outdoors and taking the time to observe the natural world around us, we can find those seasons within seasons and take joy in witnessing the wondrous awakenings of life!

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Garden Dreams

Winter is garden planning season, that precious window of time after the bustle of the holidays and well before the first spring plantings.  It’s a quiet time of year when I easily find myself fantasizing over this year’s garden.  Of course, the fantasy and reality of my garden experience are two very different things, but that doesn’t discourage me in the least.  Over the course of many long winters, I still remain a hostage of my garden dreams.

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If I could choose the perfect place to bask in warmth, beauty, and peace, it wouldn’t be a tropical island.  For me, the ultimate vacation is in my mind, where I wander blissfully amongst all my favorite flowering friends.  In my garden dreams, the sun is always shining but it’s never too hot or humid, and all the plants are glowing with health and vigor.  Everything is blooming and fruiting, all at once, for there are no boundaries of seasons here; there’s only the magical garden of continuous bloom – my fantasy Eden!

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If I didn’t have my garden dreams to hold onto, I doubt any real gardening would ever take place because, once spring arrives, there’s a continuous battle going on just outside my back door.  Last year alone, I struggled with voracious deer, rabbits, and voles, all of whom consider my garden a five-star restaurant.  Insects also do their share of damage, leaving once beautiful plants shredded, their colorful blooms in tatters, while mysterious blights and fungi turn fruits black with rot.  The harsh reality of gardening is that all the life forms in your neighborhood are looking for a good meal and you’ve just set a welcoming table!

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In spite of the many setbacks and losses I experience every year in the garden, I soldier on and take heart in the battles won!  By late July, most of the vegetable plants have grown quite large and vigorous, thus better able to fend off any four-legged ambushes.  Beneficial insects flock to the echinacea, coreopsis, phlox, and catmint, waging their own quiet war on my behalf.  The worst of the garden assaults are over and the survivors have rallied; the garden is buzzing with life!

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For avid gardeners like myself, one of the greatest pleasures in life is seeing the garden not only survive but come to exuberant fruition.  It’s at this point that I realize all my efforts have been worth it and, once again, I’ve made that marvelous journey from the winter dream to the thriving garden itself!

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Snow Days

If you live in a northern clime where winter snow is a regular occurrence, then you already know the special joy of snow days.

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For those not familiar with this phenomenon, snow days are the storm cancellation days when schools, churches, and many businesses make the choice to close for the day.  For some, it’s an easy decision, such as schools closing to keep children out of harm’s way and school-related traffic off of roads.  For others, such as businesses, it’s often a money-losing decision but one that has to be made, like it or not, when the weather gets serious out there and driving becomes downright dangerous.

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Of course, what people consider serious weather isn’t always the same.  A snowstorm in Virginia, for instance, feels a lot more threatening than a storm in New Hampshire or Maine where people are used to dealing with heavy snowfall all winter.  But, even in these seasoned States, many storms lead to cancellations until people can safely dig out and get driving again.

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It’s really just plain old common sense to stay put and hunker down until a snow storm passes but it’s something more, too; it’s a feeling of sweet liberation!   Snow days can bring us back to our childhoods when we listened for the “no school” whistle (yes, I’m that old!) or heard our town’s name announced over the radio; they can also bring that sense of relief and freedom from the responsibilities of the work-a-day world.  A snow day is that rarest of days when you can chart your own course, albeit usually within the confines of home!  Whatever that “snow day” feeling brings to us, I think we can all agree that it’s a fine thing to have an unexpected day off – no matter from what!

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I think this is particularly true in today’s fast-lane world.  We’ve become so accustomed to constantly rushing through our weeks that a “snow day” is a welcomed respite.  Since we don’t willingly give ourselves permission to take a day off for mental and physical health, it’s especially nice when that permission is given to us.  Even in retirement, I still find these days to be particularly relaxing and freeing as I take renewed pleasure in just being home and doing whatever I like.

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Today, while the snow continues to softly fall outside, maybe I’ll prepare some comfort food or re-pot a plant; maybe I’ll just sip a soothing cup of tea and browse seed catalogs.  Whatever I do, I’ll be sure to enjoy this snow day as the precious gift it truly is!

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The Joy of Blogging

It’s hard to believe that my first full year of retirement is almost at an end and what a fulfilling year it’s been!  Back in July, on a whim, I started a personal blog with no prior experience and no real theme in mind.  Being an avid gardener for many years and one who loves to talk about all things plant-related, I figured that was a good place to start.  Besides, writing seemed like a great way to fill my newly freed-up days.  What I came to realize is that blogging freed me up as well, in ways I never anticipated.  The experience has been inspiring, motivating and energizing; it has truly changed my life in a positive way!

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Over the past six months of blogging, I’ve made many new friends; some are professionals, some are amateurs like myself, but all of them are enthusiastic about writing and eager to share their life experiences.  And I’ve discovered there’s a whole lot of stuff out there to write about – from accomplishing the most ordinary of everyday tasks all the way to seeking higher consciousness!

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I’ve found that people who write also read, and they read a lot!  A lifelong lover of books myself, I now love reading blogs as well.  By reading different blogs, we open ourselves up to new worlds but also educate ourselves by taking the time to learn about and appreciate those topics that excite others to write.  There are so many people blogging regularly now and so many different things to read about that you never get bored.  Generally quick reads, blogs are endlessly entertaining, and there’s always something new on the horizon.

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Instructional blogs are a great way to learn something new as they generally don’t require a lot of time to read yet pack in a lot of information.  When photos are also used, it’s like a personal mini-class and just as enjoyable as watching a video.  I do a lot of this type of blogging when I talk about gardening and plants.  Although far from a professional, I have many years of experience and love to share what I’ve learned with others through the blogging medium.  I also regularly seek out the wisdom and wit of my favorite bloggers.

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Many blogs are stories of real-life experiences that come from the heart and, as such, they can touch us in a very personal way.  They’re a communion between the writer and the reader.  With this type of writing, a catharsis takes place that can bare your soul and leave you feeling more than just a little vulnerable.  As part of the blogging community, we respond with encouraging and understanding comments; we hand out gold stars and cheer each other on in hopes that by doing so the good stuff will just keep coming – and it does!

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And so, as 2018 comes to a close, I’d like to thank my faithful readers and fellow bloggers for enriching my days with inspiration and joy!  Thank You and a Happy New Year to All!

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For more on blogging, visit my previous posts:

Redefining Ourselves in Retirement

Into the Blogosphere with Lyme

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Still Sharing After All These Years

Meeting up with old friends warms my heart like few other things in this life.  It’s a shared embrace going back many years, a bond of common experience that runs deep.  We know each other’s stories well because we’ve been through so much together.

THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD

Those of you who know me also know that I worked for the same physician for 32 years.  During that time I grew to love many of the people who shared our medical practice and office building.  When you see the same people every day, sharing your “Good Morning’s” and “See ya tomorrow’s,” week after week, year after year, those same people become not only part of your daily routine but part of your life story as well.

In the span of those years, I witnessed all of the important markers in these people’s lives and those of their families – the marriages, births, graduations, weddings, illness, and loss.  I went through many life changes myself, all of them shared within this group and all made easier by their constancy and support.

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THE SAFE HARBOR

There is something that friends and co-workers provide that family doesn’t.  While we rely on family members to comfort us in hard times, they are also overwhelmed by our shared pain.  Within the workplace, people empathize with your pain but aren’t part of it themselves.  They provide that all-important pat on the back that keeps us going; they provide that safe harbor.  Being part of a long-term workplace group where the surroundings and people are familiar and constant creates a sense of security which buoys our ability to cope.  We still suffer through the changes alone but feel comforted and protected by the group at the same time.  The busyness of the office space and the need to keep working in spite of our problems provides a cushion of sorts against our personal pain and helps us get through whatever it is without being weighed down by it.

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THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES

When I first began working, the office world was a very different place.  Our phones were rotary dial and the typewriters were electric clunkers.  There was no state of the art Keurig machine, only slow-brew Mr. Coffee.   Medical claims forms, now spewed out electronically at lightning speed, were typed individually and then mailed.  Even more amazing, there were no computers and no Google, but somehow we managed to figure things out and run an efficient and thriving medical practice.  We adopted the new technologies only when forced to because we didn’t see any reason to change what already worked so well.

STILL CARING AND SHARING

It’s been almost a year now since we closed our medical office.  Although we no longer work together – some of us have retired, others have gone on to other jobs – we manage to stay in touch and get together for a group lunch occasionally.  We often laugh about the old days when we were surrounded by antique office equipment and the irony that now WE are the antiques!  It’s all good, though, because we still have that precious bond of working, crying and laughing together for so many years.  Thanks for the memories, old friends.  It’s been an honor to have you all in my life!

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Into The Blogosphere with Lyme

“Are you in the Blogosphere?” my husband calls from another room.  As much as I would like to give a resounding “Yes!” to that question, it’s not always the case.  More often than not, I’m lost on Twitter or Facebook or “just browsing” the internet, ever searching for inspiration.  When I do blog, however, it’s a source of great enjoyment for me because it’s something I can do whenever I like from the comfort of my home.  It’s also something I can do with Lyme disease.

Blogging takes a lot of time, research and work but it also requires the blogger to have one very important tool at his or her disposal – energy! – that precious spark of life that keeps us rolling through our days.  For people with chronic Lyme disease, that spark can sometimes be hard to resurrect.  It gets buried under the aches, pains and profound fatigue that are a constant when living with Lyme.  There are days when I just have to rest and nothing else is going to happen, but even on those off days, I still find myself thinking about blogging and what I’ll be writing about next.  Blogging inspires me to keep moving forward in spite of my problems.

Because blogging (and writing in general) can be picked up and put down at any time, it’s the perfect career for people like myself who can’t depend on feeling well every day and for whom the typical 9 to 5 situation is just not going to happen.  It’s also a great pastime for retired folks who have so much life experience to share.  It can be a form of mentoring where others can turn to our blogs for help with their own issues of daily living.  We learn through the practice of blogging and by reading other people’s blogs – they’re a wonderful resource!

When I first thought about blogging earlier this year, I had no idea where to begin.  I knew that I enjoyed writing and wanted a platform where my writing could be seen but making that happen was more than a little daunting for this old gal who was not particularly computer savvy.  The good news is that by consulting other bloggers, I got all the information I needed to start.  By chance I happened upon Amy Lynn Andrews, an amazing woman and veteran blogger, who shares all her hard-won information on her website.  I was astounded by how easy her step-by-step tutorials were to follow and in a very short period of time I was up and running with my own blog.  It was a confidence-building turning point for me!

Today, I regularly check out other bloggers and have found many writers with Lyme disease and other chronic illnesses.  Like me, blogging has given them a new lease on life.  It’s a place where we can share our stories, encourage each other and provide inspiration to keep going through whatever life throws at us.  So here I go once again, into the Blogosphere!

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Redefining Ourselves in Retirement

Retirement came to me before I even had time to consider what that would really mean.  My boss suddenly needed heart surgery and at age 75 decided that maybe it was finally time that he retire.  With his surgery looming, we helped our patients find a new physician and took all the necessary steps to close the office.   There was a lot of extra work and effort involved in this and by the time we closed the door for the last time, I was definitely ready for a rest, but was I ready for retirement?

After 32 years working in the same busy medical office, my boss and co-workers had become like family to me.  We had survived many of life’s ups and downs together; we were close.  It was hard to imagine life without my constant work companions, my longtime friends.  And without my job, how would I fill my days?

Along with the two other secretaries in the office, I decided to collect unemployment.  At least that would help pay the bills while I decided which direction to go in.  After a few short weeks the unemployment office expected me to attend a “training seminar” so that I could again find meaningful employment.  I considered that for one brief moment but at age 64 taking on another job wasn’t something I really wanted to do.  Instead, I looked into Social Security, signed up and took an early retirement.

Some people say they love retirement, that their lives are so busy they wonder how they ever found time to work!  Others go through what I call “work withdrawal” where they find themselves adrift without the anchor of their job security and stability.  I found myself wedged somewhere between the two.  Although I loved putting away the alarm clock, I still craved purpose in my life.

Since I took retirement in January, it was hard to spend much time outdoors and I easily succumbed to cabin fever.  It would be months before I could enjoy gardening and I could read for only so many hours a day.  To occupy my time I spent the winter months helping my husband with his metal casting business and waited patiently for spring.

Once the warm weather arrived I felt energized again.  I was getting out for daily walks and spending time working in the garden.  I had settled into my new lifestyle feeling rested and invigorated.  I was ready for something new but wasn’t sure what that was.

Over the previous year I had taken up writing, something I very much enjoyed but had little time for when working.  Now I found myself devoting more time to writing and the possibility of pursuing this as a vocation inspired me to look further.  It didn’t take me long to look into blogging as a means of getting my writing seen and as a platform to launch a new career.   Today, I enjoy adding to my blog on a regular basis and it has truly given me a new lease on life and a new purpose.

I would love to hear other retirement stories.  What do you do to fill your days?  Are you enjoying life more or less?  How are you managing financially?  Please feel free to comment and I promise to respond in kind.  Thank you for visiting my new website, Nancy with The Laughing Face.

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