An Open Letter to my Husband

Hey, Baby! I know I left the mess of the century in our kitchen this weekend. I also know you’ve heard jolly good enough about how tired I am and how much I have to get done. I know I’m about to head off to work without scrubbing a single pot. I know you’ll come […]

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HeatherRose’s Creations


For HeatherRose’s sweet sixteenth birthday, my mother blared Stevie Wonder’s rapturous “Isn’t She Lovely” while a slide show of Rosie-girl’s childhood faces splayed across the living room wall. 

This morning, first thing, I hopped onto Harlow (my laptop) and accessed a fidgety internet in search for HeatherRose’s world-wide-web footprint. Her blog showcases the work of a true artist, unique taste, gutsy experiments, and natural instinct. As Stevie Wonder says, “Isn’t she lovely!?”

Please check out my sister’s work and show your approval with a comment or two! 

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The Times We’ve Had

This picture to the left shows my two sisters. My sisters are beautiful. They have elegance and poise. My husband tells me that HeatherRose should be called “Reese HeatherSpoon.” He means it as a compliment, but I shamelessly strut a vicious Hardt pride, and proclaim that my sisters are some of the loveliest creatures ever. Reese Witherspoon […]

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Thoughtful Girl

I’ve kept a journal since 1996, when as a six-year-old I was given a student notebook by my mother and assigned daily entries. Mama used my writing to gather spelling words and insight into the mind of her shy, eldest daughter.  Writing did not come easily to me, and my earliest writing was tedious.  I […]

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