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A little indulgence before lunch. Jodi Picoult is hard to put down. Her books are very educational as well. Did you know that Vermont had a Eugenics Project in the 1930’s? A bit disturbing.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 100 of#the100dayproject. The end. I chose a photo of mom, sis and me when we first arrived in Canada and living on second floor of the cafe. I chose it because I look like a kid which I was but have never felt. However, I flunk painting me as such but mom and sis look good. I’m satisfied and maybe try again when I’m feeling successful.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 99 of #the100dayproject2019. “I’m walking on air”. It’s good enough but not completely happy with it. What can happen when you drink and paint. My perspective got slanted and I didn’t notice or care at the time. Too late now.First fire of the year. Roasted sunchokes and wine.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 98 of #the100dayproject . Irises. When sleep escapes you, you paint. You don’t get the best results but it is an effort. Flowers are not my favourite and I was sloppy with the background.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 97 of #the100dayproject. Team Martha and Lia. I hope they approve. Somehow I’ve made Lia look like a teenager. She grew up fast! Sometimes I have no control of the outcome.Baking bread. Of comfort and joy on a cool rainy and snowy day. The snow was short lived. I ate 2 slices.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 96 of #the100dayproject. Reading - from a photo I saw and love of a FB page. I adore these 2 friends and the story they are telling.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 95 of #the100dayproject. My Valentine’s bouquet is long past due. Now that I’ve captured it, I can let it go. As you can see, my table is in its usual mess.A memory of Sheba checking out squirrels up the tree. She left us 2 years ago yesterday.Instagram
A little indulgence before lunch. Jodi Picoult is hard to put down. Her books are very educational as well. Did you know that Vermont had a Eugenics Project in the 1930’s? A bit disturbing.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 100 of#the100dayproject. The end. I chose a photo of mom, sis and me when we first arrived in Canada and living on second floor of the cafe. I chose it because I look like a kid which I was but have never felt. However, I flunk painting me as such but mom and sis look good. I’m satisfied and maybe try again when I’m feeling successful.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 99 of #the100dayproject2019. “I’m walking on air”. It’s good enough but not completely happy with it. What can happen when you drink and paint. My perspective got slanted and I didn’t notice or care at the time. Too late now.First fire of the year. Roasted sunchokes and wine.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 98 of #the100dayproject . Irises. When sleep escapes you, you paint. You don’t get the best results but it is an effort. Flowers are not my favourite and I was sloppy with the background.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 97 of #the100dayproject. Team Martha and Lia. I hope they approve. Somehow I’ve made Lia look like a teenager. She grew up fast! Sometimes I have no control of the outcome.
Monthly Archives: June 2014
QUE SERA, SERA
The rains did come in the night after all and continued through the morning. There was nothing to do but to live and enjoy the goodness it brings – beauty for the eyes, captured and saved by the camera. We … Continue reading
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BRAGGING
The rains almost came, the sky heavy with dark clouds. But they receded as the sun competed for attention. I am trying to write my few words but my own cloud is fighting to be heard. Patiently I sit, waiting … Continue reading
FLUX AND FLOW
By now you must know that I’m not a jubilant kind of person in the morning – even if it is summer. My feet rarely hits the floorboards in a joyous bounce. Rather, they reluctantly and languidly test the waters, ready to … Continue reading
LAST NIGHT – Friday Fictioneers
It’s Friday and time for fiction of 100 words, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields She rested her back against her old friend, feeling its coarse rough bark through her thin blouse. She was home. Already she was missing him – … Continue reading
HAVE MOTTOS, WILL TRAVEL
Today brings more grey and mist but the morning is lit up with my blooming irises. God always find a way to light up the world. I don my pink power shoes and head out the door with my Sheba … Continue reading
IDLE NO MORE TODAY
Today we had no time for being maudlin, crying into our soup and feeling sorry for ourselves. There was things to do and a life to live. The day held promise of sunshine and blue skies. I put on … Continue reading
NOT ALL DAYS ARE EQUAL
Some days are hard. Life is hard. Sometimes it takes a week before I can take the towels out of the dryer. The words don’t come. When they do, they are dryer than dry. The sun came out today. I … Continue reading
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MORE RAIN AND NO SHINE
It rains still. How many days now? I have lost count. But Sheba and I are strong. Every morning we don our black rain gear and we walk our talk – neither rain nor sleet. Hush! I better keep my … Continue reading
THE WORLD WITH OUT
The rain continues to come down. I continue to venture forth into the Universe to feed myself, for no woman is an island unto herself. She cannot be nurtured and grow without any outside forces. Within, she will dwindle and … Continue reading
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MOVING ON – Friday Fictioneers
It’s Friday and time for fiction of 100 words, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields PHOTO PROMPT Copyright -Mary Shipman He glanced up at the once grand and graceful building. Its walls still stood tall and erect. But it was stripped of … Continue reading
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