Primitives from the Iowa Prairie

a blog about antiquing in Iowa, the primitives I am selling on eBay and general life lessons

Thursday, June 11, 2020

Heavy Sigh

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Well, Iowa has been open for over a month with no ill effects.  My husband's hospital is closing the covid clinic because there are no p...
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Sunday, May 10, 2020

He didn't know. He didn't know anything.

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My title is a favorite line from The Enchanted April.  Frederick is in a social situation in which he keeps asking himself who people are an...
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Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Still Waiting....

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Things have not come close to a peak here in Iowa, supposedly we are due at the end of April, on my birthday, in fact.  Not joyous news.  In...
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Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Working Waiting and Wondering

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I relapse into panic some days and keep myself calm some days.  Today was a good day.  The sun shone and I was able to get a lot of work don...
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Saturday, March 21, 2020

Quarantines Panic and Peace

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Well, last week was something wasn't it?  I spent the majority of it trying to breathe through blind panic and looking to make some sens...
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Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Broken Wrists and Signs of Spring

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A month ago, I was out scouting antique shops, when I spied an old house with an "antiques" sign out front.  The steps were cement...
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Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Winter Blahs

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It has been a typical January, trudging through the gloomy days, dealing with ice and snow, falling on ice and snow-- oh, does it hurt to si...
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I've been married for 41 years to a wonderful man, we have 2 children, the lights of my life. I homeschooled my kids, funny because I got a degree in art education that I never used because I HATED teaching. It really is better when it's just my two, although there is not enough money in the world to pay teachers who have to teach reading--it is the bane of my existence. My husband and I both love scouring antique stores and travelling to comfortable places. I often say our idea of the great outdoors is a table at a sidewalk cafe. Nature is pretty, but must be kept in its place.
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