If I must weed, let it be in a patch of lavender.
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Author: dawnkinster
I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.
Change Is Hard 
June 16, 2011 at 3:51 am
That sounds like a hallmark card.
The photo is amazing!
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June 16, 2011 at 4:40 am
Lovely thought, lovely image. Sounds like the first line of a poem.
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June 16, 2011 at 5:22 am
Yes, that would be THE way to weed!
I just saw your reply about Aunt V. I am so sorry she is still in the hospital. I do agree that she must not want to burden you and your husband and she probably thinks she is even though you told her a thousand times that she isn’t. Hang in there.
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June 16, 2011 at 8:32 am
Weeding is rapidly becoming one of my least favorite chores. As a result, a lot of what I’ve been calling weeds are now being called wildflowers.
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June 16, 2011 at 1:05 pm
I would be happy to have a HUGE patch on those weeds in my garden – love lavender
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June 16, 2011 at 1:41 pm
Love lavender!
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June 16, 2011 at 4:18 pm
How pretty! Love how you captured the shade of purple. The pictures you are taking with your “new” camera have really been delightful.
♥
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June 16, 2011 at 7:09 pm
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June 17, 2011 at 4:44 pm
Oh this quote is so lovely! In the last couple of days, walking up the road, there is only the smell of lupine perfume. It is just as wonderful as lavender, I think.
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