A Merry Time In Old (And New) England—Part 2

So as I work on my PerNoReMo, we’ll keep this post simple. Here are some photos from York that my husband and I took in September. York features some wonderful old Medieval and Renaissance buildings and the wall that protected the old city.

We stayed in a hotel located in a building dating from the 1700s that had been built against one of the Medieval gates, which you can see at left below. The view at right is back up the street from the hotel.

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A Merry Time In Old (And New) England — Part 1

I hope you’ll forgive me for indulging in a few vacation posts. Actually, as I thought about which highlights to cover, I started worrying about overdoing things. I’ll bet everyone has been subjugated to at least one slideshow or home-movie “fest” from a friend or relative. And I don’t want to be that person! So we’ll see just where these posts go…. Continue reading

Why is there so much stuff?!

I’m taking a quick break from my hiatus to do something I don’t normally—reblog a post. But this is a new blog from one of my dearest friends about living fully in a simpler way. I hope you’ll take a few moments to check out her very first post. Now, back to the whirlwind that is my September!

Wise Abundance

I moved recently from an apartment to a townhouse and the process overwhelmed me. How had I managed to fit all this stuff into a one-bedroom apartment? Some of it held sentimental value, of course, but much of it was just taking up space. A look at my bookshelves provided insight into the larger problem. The shelves were crowded with volumes I rarely looked at:

  • collections of crochet patterns, which I now prefer to browse for online;
  • Shakespeare’s plays (from the days when I could afford a subscription to the Chicago Shakespeare Theater);
  • gardening books (not useful for apartment dwellers);
  • user manuals for software and devices I no longer owned;
  • textbooks from my (long ago) days as an undergrad;
  • books I felt I should read but probably never would.

I walked past these shelves every day but I wasn’t actually seeing what was on them. I had accumulated much of this clutter by…

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