It’s time to start thinking about holiday linens

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I just can't help myself.   When these images start dancing before my eyes, my mind starts thinking about the holidays. Yes, I know it's 90+ degrees here in Tennessee this week—and no, I don't really want to think about the holidays yet—but it's just the way I'm wired.     And thinking about the holidays makes me think about holiday linens.   Apparently I'm not alone. Last week there was a run on Restoration Linen Cleaner in my Etsy shop. Some of you must be taking advantage of these final weeks of sunshine! The rest of you needn't worry...  My shop is restocked and ready for you!   Here at My Place, the holiday linens are already laundered, but all of the Restoration sales reminded me ... Keep Reading...

Living with pink…

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I can't remember the last time I joined the party at Pink Saturday, so I decided not to miss another chance to share with you a few of the pinks that have been in my world lately. I'd love to see yours, too!   It's hard to believe almost two weeks have passed since I was here. I've reeeaally wanted to be, but Life kept happening... so I let myself go with the flow. I'm learning it's much easier that way.   So what's been going on at My Place? Here's a peek...   Writing design guidelines for our local too-long-neglected historic district ... and explaining them at a public forum The old downtown district is where Renaissance Man's office ended up after its cross-country move. We've seen a few improvements in ... Keep Reading...

Are you feeling abandoned? Lonely? Discouraged?

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Two little girls – abandoned by their mother in front of a church. A couple took in the youngest girl but didn't want the oldest. She was sent to us at Hope Unlimited for Children.   The first month, she didn't speak. Not one single word. That was 2009.   Hear the story (with name changed) as it was told to us back then by Philip Smith, co-founder of Hope Unlimited:   Before I left the office for the evening outing, I pulled up Beatrice’s picture on the computer screen. Together with the office staff, we prayed that Beatrice would smile and talk that evening.   While at the video arcade with the birthday children, I kept her close by my side and talked “at” her. She showed no interest in anything. ... Keep Reading...