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Beautiful moments, spaces, and trinkets that have a feeling of warmth and magical familiarity- possessing an exquisite whimsical quality and character.

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    Well, Hello there.

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    Email from Grandma

    Subject: FINALLY!

    Sent: July 24, 210 10:57pm

    Finally, the first bear!  I wanted to run out and give him some cracked corn, but I somehow managed to restrain myself (maybe thinking the mountain lion might join us) He has a tracking collar on, so he may be the one the Roaring Fork Black Bear Project had tracked, saying his den is here, but he’s been tracked all the way down to Carbondale in one direction, and up Hunter Creek and into Aspen in the other direction - so he gets around!!!

     

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    Rosemary Responds to the 2010 Edition Email Questionnaire~ Sunday February 28, 2010

    1. What  is your occupation right now?   painter, electrician, plumber, computer repair, weed puller, tree trimmer, two nick names - ms. super glue and ms. duct tape (explanation, I live alone)

    2. What  color are your socks right now?  very much like skin color - I’m barefoot

     3.  What  are you listening to right now?  the squirrel outside my open window scolding the birds away so he can eat their food himself, all the tune of my wind chimes 

    4.  What was the last thing that you ate?  cappelini cucumber salad, copying the ingredients on the Whole Foods deli label, but leaving out the cilantro - that way it can be eaten without a fire extinguisher nearby

    5. Can you drive a stick shift? since I was 15

    6.  Last person you spoke to on the phone?  nephew Jonathan who wants to come over and take my 1969 car for a spin (good luck Jon, on it starting)

    7.  Do you like the person who sent this to you?  She’s like a daughter to me, so yes, I love her

    8.  How old are you today?  I might be 73, nooooooo…..SURELY that can’t be RIGHT!  (yep, it’s right, just did the math from 1936) 

    9.  What is your favorite sport to watch on TV?  basket ball because I get to look for my son in the audience

    10. What is your favorite drink?  currently, hot chocolate (no sugar) with marshmallows (to balance out the no sugar hot chocolate)

    11. Have you ever dyed your hair?  I prefer to say “frosted” which I did for years and then realized that I had turned naturally “frosted”, but all over my head

    12.  Favorite food?  Baked potato with butter, bacon bits, and sour cream to counteract the butter and bacon

    13. What is the last movie you watched?  Mama Mia

    14. Favorite day of the year?  yom kippur, now that I tested out Jewish on Belief-O-Matic (try it, you might be surprised)

    15. How do you vent anger?  I say on darn 

    16. What was your favorite toy as a child?  a monkey named Jitter

    17. What is your favorite season? Winter 

    18. Cherries or Blueberries?  hmmmmm, can I say both?

    19. Do you want your friends to e-mail you back?  maybe, depending on whether they say they like me or not  

    20. Who is the most likely to respond?  Sally

    21. Who is least likely to respond?  Rick Perry, he’s so busy right now

    22. Where do you live? 1/2 time in Dallas, 3/4 time in Woody Creek…no wait, that can’t be right

    23. When was the last time you cried?  the last sad commercial on tv 

    24.  What  is on the floor of your closet?  a step ladder, the last pair of Uggs I wore, and racks of  shoes, many of which I no longer wear (note to self: lose the stilettos

    25. Who is the friend you have had the longest that you are sending to?  Sally

    26. What did you do last night? watched everything I’d tivo’d during the week

    27.  What are you most afraid of? getting married again - not going to happen, so not really afraid.  Maybe my next fear would be getting locked out of my house and having to gain entry through the dog door. 

    28.  Plain, cheese, or spicy hamburgers?  plain, but with lettuce, tomato, cheese, and lots of vegenaise (to counteract the cheese)

    29.  Favorite breed of dog?   Beardie

    30.  Favorite day of the week?  Sunday, because I made a rule, no exercises on Sundays 

    31.  How many states have you lived in?  Four - California, Massachusetts, Colorado, and Tejas 

     

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    A Sugar Trail (Grandma had a BEAR IN HER HOUSE) Continued…

Another daylight finding…he made mincemeat out of the 
flowers in the window box.  I may have to withdraw his
bathing privileges in the pond.

~Grandma Rosemary email Monday, September 14, 2009 10:00 AM

    A Sugar Trail (Grandma had a BEAR IN HER HOUSE) Continued…

    Another daylight finding…he made mincemeat out of the 

    flowers in the window box.  I may have to withdraw his

    bathing privileges in the pond.

    ~Grandma Rosemary email Monday, September 14, 2009 10:00 AM

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    Imaginate

    Imaginate:  It’s not a real word, but Grandma would never tell you that. She’d just play along and tease you ever-so-wryly. For Grandma understands the liberating power of imagination, so she helps you build your own world. 

    Fun things happen when you imagine with Grandma. I remember a hidden gateway from my childhood that opens to crisp afternoons stuffed with fresh sourdough bread topped with a smattering of mischief. 

    I remember hugging her puffy vests (she has two in each color, for variety), looking up to her self-Flobied hairdo (looks like it did not catch on fire THIS time), and running off to explore secret passageways that hide quaint treasures: make-believe castles, homemade paintings of piano-playing dogs, and boundless pearls of wisdom like “Nothing is Written in Stone” — which, naturally, is carved into a rock.

    Afternoons unfold into Texas Hold ‘Em evenings overflowing with family, fresh cookies, and fights — which erupt when we inevitably catch Grandma cheating oh-so-coyly, for her interpretation of the rules is slightly more imaginative. 

    Imagine a place for creativity to nourish and flourish, and I see Grandma’s cottages. Junkyard trash, re-imagined, becomes a guesthouse. Walls transform into balconies and pianos play themselves. Endless emails tell jokes and riddles and impossibles. 

    I see Grandma’s laugh-eyes and their knowing twinkle — for she doesn’t just get your joke, she GETS it. I feel her warm Spirit radiating cheer, wit, and quirk. And I’m awestruck by a character so whimsical that she, magically, gave some of it to each of us.

     Imaginate that.

    ~Mitchell Wyly (Rosemary’s Grandson) 5.23.12
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    A Sugar Trail (Grandma had a BEAR IN HER HOUSE!) Continued..
Email titled “uh oh” from Grandma Rosemary on 9.14.09
I didn’t notice this at midnight -my bad (we won’t be mentioning to Jay that I had a hummingbird feeder out)…

    A Sugar Trail (Grandma had a BEAR IN HER HOUSE!) Continued..

    Email titled “uh oh” from Grandma Rosemary on 9.14.09

    I didn’t notice this at midnight -my bad (we won’t be mentioning to Jay that I had a hummingbird feeder out)…

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    …I bet he went down and sat in my pond chair too…

    …I bet he went down and sat in my pond chair too…

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    …he must have been pretty heavy, muddy, or stinky (or all of the aforementioned) to have killed out the grass…

    …he must have been pretty heavy, muddy, or stinky (or all of the aforementioned) to have killed out the grass…

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    …at least he didn’t sniff out my tomatoes…

    …at least he didn’t sniff out my tomatoes…

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    …anyway, by morning light everything was going on as usual.
~Grandma

    …anyway, by morning light everything was going on as usual.

    ~Grandma

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    The Gentle Things in Life

    Big sweaters

    Books

    Candles

    Cups of tea

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    May I a small house and large garden have, and a few friends and many books, both true, both wise, and both delightful too!

    — Abraham Cowley (1618-1667)

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    Sonnet 116

    Let me not to the marriage of true minds

    Admit impediments. Love is not love

    Which alters when it alteration finds,

    Or bends with the remover to remove:

    O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

    It is the star to every wandering bark,

    Whose worth’s unknown, although his height

    be taken.

    Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and 

    cheeks

    Within his bending sickle’s compass come:

    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

    If this be error and upon me proved,

    I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

    ~William Shakespeare

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