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I'm continually struck by how seamlessly the chaos flows in Morocco; things that wouldn't jive in the U.S. absolutely do there. Traffic intermixes with donkeys and carts, which intermix with families aboard a single scooter and the lines on the road are at most, a suggestion. In the U.S. this would make for a disaster but there it flows beautifully, day in and day out.
I have a dirty secret; I wasn't always a plant person. It's true, in my younger years I had too much going on to care for a living thing and then once children entered the picture I couldn't possibly care for any more living things. It wasn't until a few years ago that I really fell in love with caring for plants.
I've grown accustomed to saving the family heirlooms, beautiful treasures for special occasions in my life. Don't wear the good jewelry, keep the crystal in the cupboards so it won't be damaged, don't walk on that rug, etc. I say screw that mentality! Life is short, drink out of the crystal on Tuesdays, use your rugs like they're intended and enjoy each beautiful moment.Latest Articles
