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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: August 2014
FROM THE BELLY
Once again it is Friday and time for story telling in 100 or so words by Friday Fictioneers. It is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. I am screaming and howling out my tall tale of 100 words. Do you know how … Continue reading
Posted in Fantasy, Fiction
Tagged fantasy, fiction, Friday Fictioneers, from the belly, howling, nightmare, screaming, worm
18 Comments
IN AND OUT OF THE WOODS
I’m back from the woods again. I can feel the vibrations of busyness as I enter the city limits – the hum of electricity and traffic. I can smell the aroma of fast food and concrete along Idylwyld Drive. The … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged building, city, craving, garden, in the woods, life, loving and honouring yourself, out of the woods, Sandra Ingerman, tools, wants
4 Comments
YOU CAN’T ROLLER SKATE IN A BUFFALO HERD
Truths are so simple and true. Have you listened to Roger Miller’s song “You Can’t Go Roller Skating in a Buffalo Herd”? It sounds like a fun and silly song, but it has a lot of wisdom to it. “Ya … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged be happy, do it, life, Roger Miller, roller skating in a buffalo herd
4 Comments
RUNNING AS FAST AS I CAN
It’s almost Friday again and time for Friday Fictioneers and my tall tale of 100 words. My story is inspired by Stephen King’s Lawnmower Man. Our gracious host is Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. I hope to be able to read some of … Continue reading
Posted in Fantasy, Fiction
Tagged fantasy, Friday Fictioneers, fright, monster, running away
12 Comments
QUILL OF MY HEART
It’s not quite Friday, but nevertheless, it’s fiction time on Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoof-Fields. Here are my 100 words. We will be heading out of town again. Don’t know if I will have time or be able … Continue reading
NO PRETTY WOMAN HERE
It’s wonderful for me to find a writer like Anne Lamott. She writes of life as it really can get sometimes – life in all its nauseating details. Her writing makes me feel it’s okay to be human after all. … Continue reading
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Tagged Anne Lamott, demons, life, platitudes, raving and ranting, Tom Dick and Betty, writing
6 Comments
PIE IN THE SKY
It’s Friday and time for Friday Fictioneers to spin their tales of 100 words. I look eagerly for the photo prompt each week. Will it inspire a masterpiece from me or will it stump me? It’s always a challenge. … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged fiction, Friday Fictioneers, gratitude, homelessness, pie in the sky
19 Comments
SAN FRANCISCO, NEW YORK, BEIJING
I hear the kids playing from the daycare two doors away. Their shrill chatter and screaming are getting on the one nerve that I have left this morning. I remind myself that they are children and they’re playing, having fun. … Continue reading
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Tagged Beijing, life, Mott Street, New York, pollution, San Francisco, sights, smog, sounds
2 Comments
THE HAT OF IT ALL
Yesterday’s storm never came. I am waiting for it still. The sky is overcast. I am thinking that it’s a no show. I head out for my walk with Sheba without a hat. Of course, the sun comes out and … Continue reading
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