I love my life...it's taken me years to get here...but I'm pretty content and find that I'm drawn to an inspired life of creativity, learning, living and loving. My life's story weaves itself in and out of happiness, contentment, struggles, laughter, hardships, sadness, losses, gains, friends and family. What I know now, is that my life's story has made me who I am and I have been inspired by it and hope to be an inspiration to others...My Inpsired Life
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Early Closings
Burlap & Roses~Indianola location will be closing early on Thursday, December 29th at 4:00, AND Saturday, December 31st at 3:00. Have a safe and happy and fun New Year's celebration.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Merriest of Christmas' to you and yours
Merry Christmas~
I wish everyone a very merry and blessed holiday.
And, looking forward,
May your worries be lighter and your days much brighter.
May the New Year start in the right direction,
and all your dreams be filled to perfection.
Beth Cort-Voltmer
From my home to yours...Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
Beth
Monday, December 12, 2011
Only in a Small Town...
The other day I rec'd a call from someone looking for information on a dog groomer in or around New Virginia. I asked how she came to call me and she said she found my business in the local phone directory. "Thought someone with a coffee shop would know what she was talking about", she said. I was happy to oblige and gave her the name of "our" local groomer.
Knowing your neighbors, figuratively and literally speaking, and possibly just a little of what is going on in their life is a real special thing in this day and age. I think it's a fortunate person who can say they live in a small town.
Nothing wrong with larger communities...they just aren't my thing. And, I would have to guess, most would say there is a noticeable difference. A "friendliness", sense of safety, and a oneness in a small community; where students and teachers see each other on the street, at church, the post office. Word of a death passes from neighbor to neighbor in a timely fashion. A little bit of "Mayberry" you could say.
Today, as I opened the shop in Indianola, I overheard the postman telling some passerby where the coffee shop was on The Square. He had done this before, because he directed someone to check out my shop one day,too. I imagine he does it routinely. The customer told me that, "the postman sent me here." How fun is that!
Not only is he delivering the all important mail, but is a walking~talking chamber of commerce, too!
Only in a small town...and this folks, is the view from my front porch.
Knowing your neighbors, figuratively and literally speaking, and possibly just a little of what is going on in their life is a real special thing in this day and age. I think it's a fortunate person who can say they live in a small town.
Nothing wrong with larger communities...they just aren't my thing. And, I would have to guess, most would say there is a noticeable difference. A "friendliness", sense of safety, and a oneness in a small community; where students and teachers see each other on the street, at church, the post office. Word of a death passes from neighbor to neighbor in a timely fashion. A little bit of "Mayberry" you could say.
Today, as I opened the shop in Indianola, I overheard the postman telling some passerby where the coffee shop was on The Square. He had done this before, because he directed someone to check out my shop one day,too. I imagine he does it routinely. The customer told me that, "the postman sent me here." How fun is that!
Not only is he delivering the all important mail, but is a walking~talking chamber of commerce, too!
Only in a small town...and this folks, is the view from my front porch.
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