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Day 20 #icad2021. Working in series - geisha #6. One more to go in this series.Morning in the greenhouse. I feel the calming and soothing standing in the midst of green. The bitter melon is blooming, mostly male flowers. I spy one female high up. I climbed up to pollinate it with a brush. The flowers give off a fragrant scent like the jasmine. Here’s fingers crossed for an abundance of melons. The tomatoes are getting big but still green. There’s a new crop of little ones showing up. The eggplants are starting to bloom. The peppers growing tall. I have 3 little cukes on the Gateway cucumbers. Hope they will take. The Armenian cucumbers are climbing and climbing. Lots of blooms but all males so far. The scarlet runner beans are up to the roof. Lots of blooms but no beans. That’s ok. They’re putting on a show.Day 19 #icad2021. Working in series - geisha. She is in serious contemplation. I couldn’t make her smile. Life is somber now and then.My after Saturday morning swim look. I took more than the 30 second posted shower. Hair dried au naturelle. No mousse, gel or spray. My first swim in 6 months. Was heavenly.Day 97 of #the100dayprojectDay 18 of #icad2021. Working in series - geisha. I am happy making index card art. I am able let go of perfection, the desire to replicate. It delights me to see each geisha emerge with her own individual charm.I’m in the murder mystery reading mode - my favourite escape. I come up for air only.Day 17 of #icad2021. Working in series - geisha.Day 16 #icad2021. Working in series. Geisha.Day 96 of #the100dayprojectInstagram
Day 20 #icad2021. Working in series - geisha #6. One more to go in this series.Morning in the greenhouse. I feel the calming and soothing standing in the midst of green. The bitter melon is blooming, mostly male flowers. I spy one female high up. I climbed up to pollinate it with a brush. The flowers give off a fragrant scent like the jasmine. Here’s fingers crossed for an abundance of melons. The tomatoes are getting big but still green. There’s a new crop of little ones showing up. The eggplants are starting to bloom. The peppers growing tall. I have 3 little cukes on the Gateway cucumbers. Hope they will take. The Armenian cucumbers are climbing and climbing. Lots of blooms but all males so far. The scarlet runner beans are up to the roof. Lots of blooms but no beans. That’s ok. They’re putting on a show.Day 19 #icad2021. Working in series - geisha. She is in serious contemplation. I couldn’t make her smile. Life is somber now and then.My after Saturday morning swim look. I took more than the 30 second posted shower. Hair dried au naturelle. No mousse, gel or spray. My first swim in 6 months. Was heavenly.Day 97 of #the100dayprojectDay 18 of #icad2021. Working in series - geisha. I am happy making index card art. I am able let go of perfection, the desire to replicate. It delights me to see each geisha emerge with her own individual charm.
Monthly Archives: May 2020
JAVA MORNINGS
Have I told you I’ve given up my Orange Pekoe cuppa? I’m making some changes to the way I live. I’m starting small with a cup of coffee in the morning, a very small cup. It holds 125ml, just a … Continue reading
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WEDNESDAY JIBBERISH
Wednesday morning coming down. It’s another cool May day. I wonder if our planet is trying to reset and right itself now that we humans have slowed down the flying and driving and the manufacturing. I hope we can and … Continue reading
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SOURDOUGH, BEESWAX WRAPS AND EGG SHELLS
I think I will have to stop living this Covid-19 lifestyle soon or else I’m going to turn into mush. I don’t mean I’m going to be rash and careless. But rather I have to stop thinking and living it … Continue reading
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MONDAY, MONDAY
Monday morning coming down. May 11th, the calendar pages are advancing. The sun is out shining bright. My day has started. Breakfast over and done with. I’ve shaped my sourdough loaves. They are chilling in the fridge. They can chill … Continue reading
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SATURDAY AND SUNDAY MUTTERINGS
I woke up to a snow falling on cedars Saturday morning. I’m getting used to strangeness and unexpectedness. It was rather pretty and serene. It gave me a peaceful feeling, as if everything is okay. And it is, isn’t it? … Continue reading
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BAKING BREAD, SNOW AND MY TOMATOES
It is almost 4 in the afternoon. Cloudy and rainy. Not inviting weather for a walk. I shall forego it if Sheba does not kick up a fuss. She is slowing down, her right hip giving her grief at times. … Continue reading
HEALING MY ADDICTIONS
It’s another Covid-19 morning, cool but sunny. I’ve gotten my addiction, my cuppa Orange Pekoe out of the way. It is definitely a trigger for my bladder. I’m not quite as in love with it this morning. I drank it … Continue reading
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Tagged Covid-19, feelings, healing my addictions, life, mood, self talk, writing
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TRAINING MY MIND AND BLADDER
I’m consoling myself this morning with a cup of rooibos tea. I’m staring at another blank morning, another blank page. I despise this feeling of blandness and emptiness. But how to make a mark, to scratch the surface? Will … Continue reading
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Tagged depression, exercise, interstial cystitis, life, self talk, small victories, sun, training my mind and bladder, writing
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HERE’S TALKING AT MYSELF
Morning has broken again, just like the first morning. The least I can do is get up, dress up and show up. And I have. To do anything, to get anywhere, to change anything, one has to move. That … Continue reading
INVITATION TO CHANGE
I’m suffering somewhat with this locked/shut down. Sometimes I feel as if I’m suffocating and can’t catch my breath. These times come with some tiny memories that drift in uninvited and unannouced of times before, of people lost and forever … Continue reading
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Tagged anxiety, change, do one hard thing, inertia, invitation, life, lock down, Mary Oliver, poetry, uncertainty, writing
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