Sorting Old Folders

After a major clear out project, I was left with two things, not enough out the door, and, areas (of stuff). Downsizing the areas will put more things out the door. 

This is one of those posts that between scheduling and posting, lost its value. Thus, a deep delete with a sort of start over. 

Sorting the folders I removed from the file cabinet I gave away, old memories fly out. Most of them I remember. A few I had to think about. One project has been in my notes for well over 20 years. There are pages of notes. 

Guess for a second what it is.

Ready? 

Holiday ornaments! I have been wanting and planning to make holiday ornaments and cards for years.  

One of the impediments is the paperwork, registrations, taxes, and such. For a very small craft business, there is no easy way to set up. 

Vermont has a business portal to help folks. Right off I meet a major problem. In order to receive a start your business check list, the type isn’t found on their list. Soybean Farm is not my goal. The point is, there is a lot of reading to do of material made more complicated than it should be. 

Want to make a difference? Research how your state is set up for a small at home business. If you discover a need for improvement, then contact your local legislators. 

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From the old folders

Worcester Mountains Vermont
5x7 inch watercolor

Plant on table, corner over from my work desk
with a view of Lake Champlain (right window)
Skiff Hall, Champlain College circa 1993
(finished Liberal Arts Associates degree 1995)

Backgrounds for greeting cards

Day 72 of Week 11 March 2026

Almost Spring

What’s been going on out there in blog land? Being away this week under a stressful situation, returning feels like arriving home from a vacation I don’t remember taking. 

Our emotion reserves have a personality that fits the cuteness of a dog with its face out the vehicle window joyfully breathing in all the glory life has to offer. Ah, if we could be chill as a happy pet. 

My week has been interesting in that my approach to the stress was different. One tool is to pick one task and get it done. There are no dishes in my sink, (of note). A small file cabinet will have a new home. I’m enjoying going through the folders stored in it (that I see maybe once a year). I repaired most of the vintage lap quilt cover. (a fabric section from the 1940s added to a 1990s section.) I pushed through an anxiety surge to go out to lunch with a friend. 

How has your week been?

Winter Photograph: Remnants of Last Year

Dry Petunias

Slow on the go for this week

Update 11 March 2026:

Repair is not only done, the best approach to fixing it is known! 🥳 100%

Update 10 March 2026:

The plumbing problem returns! Clogged drain that was cleared yesterday, clogs again when washer drains. I have no words

Prayers

There’s nothing like a situation where the fix is known, and nothing is done, to ruin your day. You are told what the problem is and what to do. That is information clear and precise. To make it more stressful, you didn’t insist to the people responsible for the repair, make it happen. Hoping it is going to stop, get back yo normal, is understandable.

So, on day 4, I’m taking a much needed rest from the stress by doing much of nothing all day and into the week.* 

The leftover stew is good. 

Need to see flowers

* Well, not so fast. On the ball with fixing the problem, maintenance guy had people here early morning. The repair is done. It was a lot bigger than I thought. 

I be happy! 🥳😂😁👍😎

Back slowly to getting things done, in a relaxed way. 

When the carrots are calling

Loving the wind, a favorite Earth action, it amazed me when taking geology courses at UVM, to learn how very important wind is to Earth’s systems. It is a fascination of mine to think the wind carries dust over the Atlantic ocean from the Sahara desert to land America, (mostly to the south). (Link below)

How we anchor ourselves in relation to the world around us and our place within our community, our family, our relationships has always been fascinating to me. Methinks, Saint-Exupery’s book, The Little Prince, sitting on the globe of Earth is where that intrigue began. Since I posted online about the book in early 2000, I’ve read online others also have that fascination from the book’s illustration. 

Dust carries. We carry. From our shared experiences, efforts, ideas, inspiration there are connection systems between us similar to how Earth operates. AI has no soul to develop connections like we do. 

Right now, I should be chopping vegetables for stew. Instead, I’m finishing up this blog post. Like the rain, I need to stop. There’s carrots calling me.  

Link to Sahara Desert dust info:

https://www.trackthetropics.com/saharan-air-layer-sal-tracking/