Phyllis' Blog

Moments and experiences come and go so quickly, and often we fail to see them for their value in our lives. We don’t take time to ponder them and take a second look at them. I believe to find the wonder in the world, we should be taking a second look at simple things. That’s what I like to blog about – those plain, every-day, nondescript moments that can delight us if we but look.

Just Mop It

Have you ever put off a bad job? Or just delayed it as long as you could? Or maybe you’ve even put off something you wanted to do far too long. I know I have. As the old adage tells us—“Out of the mouths of babes. . .” Well, our youngest granddaughter, Kylie, was just…

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Dirty Floors

My honking Egyptian geese are still with me, honking early and sometimes late, and continually leaving me not-so-little “gifts” on the porch and sidewalk. How lovely of them! When I moved to the Hill Country and simplified my life, I was looking forward to leaving some of my most dreaded chores behind. Granted the chores…

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Ducks Come Home to Roost

The Texas Hill Country is where I call home, and it’s quite a lovely place to be. Here it is in June, and my air conditioner is not on yet, and the cool breezes keep us comfortable all day and night. I have returned to the screen doors of my childhood, only now they are…

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Ain’t My Duck

I was visiting with a dear, dear friend a while back – a friend who is gathering quite a collection of ducks – ceramic ducks, wooden ducks, pictures of ducks and even a pair of duck earrings. Explaining that she needed them to remind her of an important truth, she told me the amusing story…

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Core Stability

Is your core stable? If you don’t know for certain that it is, then it’s probably not, or perhaps you are like I was a while back — you don’t even know you have a core. Basically, your core is the trunk of your body, and core stability is the ability to control the position…

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Earth’s Crammed with Heaven

Tunes rumble around in my head most of the time. Sometimes, they travel down to my fingers, and I find myself playing accompaniment on my steering wheel or the desk top or the kitchen counter. Some melodies float through, and some take up residence for a while. The ones that stick around and won’t go…

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