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Let Your Cork Float {My Mermaid Testament At Weeki Wachee Springs}

Wednesday, July 29, 2020
As I checked the tattered wooden clipboard and wrote down my name, I then slowly scanned the swim dock, more than 60 (mostly young) girls stood to wait with excitement. We were all trying out to be a Weeki Wachee Springs mermaid. This tryout would be my second time around, except this time I was 44 and not the young spritely 17 years old like I was over three decades prior.

Recreating The Bedroom At Hilltop Farm (The Beatrix Potter Way)

Tuesday, July 28, 2020
 I am tickled conch shell pink with excitement! Firstly that today is Beatrix Potter's Birthday, and secondly that I am bringing you this lovely idea of mine in which I am recreating Beatrix Potter's bedroom from Hilltop into my bedroom here at Carter's Cottage. 

That's The Pot Calling The Kettle, Black

Tuesday, July 21, 2020

{That's The Pot Calling The Kettle, Black: Something you say that means people should not criticise someone else for a fault that they have themselves.}

[Preface: I'm merely venting here and giving my subjective opinion, and there's no crime in that. Also, to preface, I no longer feel ill will towards this woman as I'm sure many adore her like mad and think she's a sheer delight, however, that was not my experience.]


An Open Letter To The CopyCats And Friend Poachers

Saturday, July 18, 2020

[I wrote this post most notably for a friend that reads my blog. It's been sitting in my drafts file for about four months, but I had someone reach out to me through email just last evening, and I decided to finish up and publish it. So I will attempt to blend it, however, invariably I wrote half the day it happened to me and the other half this morning.]

The Art Of Slow Living, A Ms Tittlemouse Rat Race, And Sawyers Birthday Celebration

Wednesday, July 8, 2020
[This was written on June 5, {where it was left in my draft file} Regardless, though, I felt inspired to post it. I hope you glean something from it.]

I've been spending my time in the slow living accomplishments of simplicity, which isn't unlike how I spend most all of my days.

The Art Of A Quarterboard And The Naming Of Homes {An Olde British Nautical Tradition}

Tuesday, July 7, 2020
I'm so happy to be back after a week of working on a big paint job. I'm not sure you had seen my stories last week on Instagram, but I'm finished now, and I realised something beautiful after having gotten that job. Yes, I realised once again, most assuredly that I don't like working for other people. As kind as they might be, it takes me away from my dreams of authoring my books, painting and working on The Carter Settlement. The money isn't worth it to me, regardless of how good the pay is, I'm now going to be saying no to all of them. I look at it like this; if it's not bringing my career forward, then I'm out. It's as simple as that.

The Victorian Prairie Bonnet And The Value Of Rest

Wednesday, July 1, 2020
I'm still convalescing. {Hey, even if I weren't on the mend I still spend a copious amount of time in bed.} I love my sleeping room, and I make no apologies for it. Do you like to sleep or lay in bed, to rest and relax? You can ask my mum I've loved sleep since birth. {And yes, if you're curious as to why I write like I'm British it's because I've spent these last two months immersed in my pronunciation course. And my teacher admonishes me to consistently write and speak British English which will create an exceptional accent.}