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by Sheri Biritz
October is only a few short days away. As it quickly approaches, I cannot help but reflect on this past year. I just knew this was the year of clea...
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by Sheri Biritz
As another summer comes to an end, I can honestly say it has been one like none other. How could I bring myself to write while in survival mode. I,...
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by Sheri Biritz
Sweet sounds of a harmonica swirl through my studio space. Mellow vibes keep my strokes simple and calm, focusing on one color at a time as I build...
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by Sheri Biritz
The older my kids get, the more they teach me. This week, one of my kids told me the new thing on social media, especially Instagram, is to bring i...
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by Sheri Biritz
Sitting on my back porch gives me a deep longing for my mother. I want to pour a tall glass of her sweet tea and have her right next to me. Thank g...
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by Sheri Biritz
Reworking a garden is perfect meditation. For me, spring is like hitting a reset button. I’d like to hit a button to zap the weeds out. Is there a ...
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by Sheri Biritz
There are two sides to every coin, just as there are two sides to every story. I feel people are the same way. I love meeting new people and I’m fa...
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by Sheri Biritz
Standing at winter’s edge, budding trees show promise of spring. Gray skies have dominated and I long for the simplicity of sunshine. In my moment ...
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by Sheri Biritz
Have you ever heard whispers for your true calling? Do you have a tug in your heart or a gnaw in your gut?
Me too. A couple of years ago I wasn’t c...
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by Sheri Biritz
I was such a goofy kid. Aren’t all kids goofy if given the space to be true to who they are? My clothes rarely matched. It was rare i...
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