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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 2018
# ENCOURAGER SOCIETY
I’m finally here to see if I can impart some thought, some wee bit of wisdom. Mostly I’m here to tap myself well. It’s not that I am ill or anything. I am languishing too much. I’ve let go of … Continue reading
LIFE IS HARD – JUST DO IT
When the spirit doesn’t move me, I have to work hard at everything. I worked hard to get here, in the chair, in front of the keyboard and onto the page. I feel ravaged by inertia and sleeping sickness. I … Continue reading
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Tagged buckle up, exercise, inertia, just do it, life, life is hard, my malady, outdoor light, seasonal affective disorder, sleeping sickness, writing
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IN SILENCE AND STILLNESS
How was your day? Mine’s just fine. It’s sunny and hot – 30 degrees Celsius. By now I’m acclimatized. It feels quite comfortable. The skies are clear, almost blue. No smell of smoke in the air though the fires continue … Continue reading
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Tagged contentment, feelings, I can choose, in silence and stillness, life, my special place, peace, writing
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COUNTING MY BLESSINGS AND SQUASHES
No matter how I feel, I get up, dress up and show up has been my mantra for a couple of years now. Getting up and dressing up are not difficult any more. However, showing up is. The more I … Continue reading
REFLECTIONS OF
I’ve given myself a good shake to come back to this space. Though disheartened and disillusioned, I still believe in my mantra. No matter how I feel, I get up, dress up and show up. So here I am, in … Continue reading
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Tagged carry on, climate change, disheartened, disillusionment, forest fires, life, refections of, the end of everything, what I can do, writing
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HASH TAG – REAL LIFE HAPPENS
I’ve let go of some of my routine and habits. Seemed like a good idea at the time. I thought I would relax a little and ‘let go’. I’ve let go too much. I’m having trouble getting my discipline back. … Continue reading
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Tagged #real life, habits, lethargy, life, life bump, routine, self talk, vocabulary, writing
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CHASING THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM
I’ve learned many things from my mother but not her orderliness nor calmness. I’ve gotten a little better at both but it’s nothing to write her about it. It is indeed a life long learning journey. I’ve found every single … Continue reading
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Tagged being happy, being real, chasing the impossible dream, feeling good, life, writing
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MY WAY
I’ve decided that it’s better to show up than not. Better to make an effort than not. So here I am, sitting here, making an effort, tap, tapping away. These are the choices I’m making. They are easy when I’m … Continue reading
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Tagged doing my best, life, making an effort, my way, regrets, showing up, writing
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YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW
Oh, the sun is doing a surprise showing and so am I. I broke the habit and it’s tough getting back. It’s that slippery slope. Well, today is yesterday’s tomorrow. It’s here. I haven’t found all my mojos yet. Do … Continue reading
I’VE LOST MY MOJOS
I have somehow lost my mojo for words. Imagine that! It’s been that kind of summer. It’s a marker, that’s for damn sure. Life will never be the same again. Can’t you feel it? It’s a roller coaster weather wise, … Continue reading
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Tagged climate change, heat, I lost my mojos, life, life is hard, smoke, writing
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