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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.Our very last squash from fall harvest. A Sweet Mama. Will be part of soup for lunch. I will add radish greens from the greenhouse to the mix. A cool morning. We had a bit of rain overnight. There’s forecast of minus night temps later in the week. I wonder what kind of summer we will have this year.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 94 of #the100dayproject Trying something outside my usual. I love flowers but not fond of painting them because they are not easy.Caught the culprit - scarlet lily beetle snacking on my plant. I did away with it. I hear they can eat up all your lilies. Good thing they don’t care for day lilies.Tulips in bloom.My daily draw/watercolour. Day 93 of #the100dayproject. Ghanaian youths posing for my camera 2011. These are children of colour as I am a woman of colour. I’m thinking of the shooting in Buffalo where black people were targeted by an 18 year old white boy. Ten people were killed. I wonder when he had time to learn to hate.Instagram
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.Our very last squash from fall harvest. A Sweet Mama. Will be part of soup for lunch. I will add radish greens from the greenhouse to the mix. A cool morning. We had a bit of rain overnight. There’s forecast of minus night temps later in the week. I wonder what kind of summer we will have this year.
Tag Archives: fears
THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN MY HEAD
What I know for sure is I live in my thoughts/head too much. It’s no wonder my world is dark and full hairy green monsters. I’ve lost my love for most things that used to give me pleasure. Coming here … Continue reading
DIVINE TRUTHS AND HOLY CHOICES
The significant question of the day: What does my soul tell me are Divine truths and am I living in harmony with all that I know to be holy truths. Today is the 5th and final day of my personal … Continue reading
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Tagged ancestors, Caroline Myss, chaos, distractions, Divine truths and holy choices, fears, heaven, life, mortality, reflection, spiritual retreat, writing
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SUNDAY COMING DOWN
Today the sun plays hide and seek behind the clouds. The wind is sighing heavily through the spruce trees. I am spooked by the shadowing and heavy sighs. My skin crawls. I have to do. I can’t just sit and … Continue reading
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Tagged anxieties, better to do than sit and brood, fears, life, painting, questions, sanctuary, sitting and thinking, Sunday coming down, swimming, writing
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BIG BAD DREAMS
I am feeling more at ease with life and myself. Hooray! I’ve noticed that I am not walking on egg shells any more. You know that feeling, don’t you? That any minute now something is going to happen. Or the … Continue reading
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Tagged big bad dreams, fears, ghosts, life, medication errors, psyches, work stress, writing
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BIRDS ON A WIRE
It’s another Wednesday and another photo prompt for Friday Fictioneers to tell their stories of approximately 100 words. We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple. Here’s my story of 100 words this week – inspired by … Continue reading
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Tagged birds on a wire, fears, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, lightning, rain, storm, thunder
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FALLING
I’ve been away too long. My excuse is I’ve been lost for words. On closer examination, it is perhaps I’m afraid of words. If you say them out loud, they would be there to be heard and acknowledged. If you … Continue reading
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Tagged fears, great fall, humpty dumpty, life, PTSD, roads less travelled, writing
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STEPPING OUT IN THE DARK – AugustMoon finale
It is the last day of August and last day for AugustMoon 2015. It has been a wonderful few weeks of writing. These weeks of reflection have given me rest and pause to see with more clarity into the world … Continue reading
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Tagged #augustmoon2015, fears, life, shadow, super moon, taking a step in the dark, writing
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LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY FEARS – August Moon, Day 2
Let me tell you what I am afraid of – everything and nothing. How can that be? How can I explain? Going out with Sheba for our morning walk, I worried that I might be cold. I put on warmer … Continue reading
THE MONSTER MASH
It’s Friday and time for Friday Fictioneers. We gathered every week to share our stories from a photo prompt of one hundred words or so. You can join in the fun if you wish. We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields … Continue reading
TOUCH – KISSED BY SUNSHINE, HELD IN SHADOW
Here I am, feeling challenged amidst my challenges. Have I bitten off more than I can chew? They are not ‘musts’, life or death situations. They are challenges I have signed up to give me goals, inspirations and structure for … Continue reading
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Tagged #aprillove2015, #AprilMoon, challenges, fears, life, new chapter, past, shadows, touch, Ultimate Blog Challenge, writing
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