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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: show up
WRITING TO SAVE MYSELF
So it it February 25, the 25th day of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. I did not bother with Day 24, deciding to immerse myself in Netflix instead. I suppose I was feeling the ‘what’s the point’, ‘who am I kidding’ … Continue reading
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Tagged Aladdin's lamp, depression, do the best I can, dress up, I will get up, keyboard, life, no matter how I feel, ouija board, show up, writing, writing to save myself
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FEELING GOOD WHEN I’M FEELING BAD
Sometimes my emotions can turn on a dime. I’m paying attention to identify the triggers. Maybe it is just a matter of my chemistry being altered and any one thing can upset my apple cart. By now I have had … Continue reading
DAY 4 UBC – LET ME NOT WASTE TIME
My goal today is not to waste so much time pondering on things that I do not understand. There are some/many things that my understanding or not adds zilch to my quality of life. It is an addiction and a … Continue reading
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Tagged dress up, Get up, getting things done, goal, hook, Let me not waste time, letting go, life, overthinking, shepna, show up, writing
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Day 2 Ultimate Blog Challenge – The Pleasure of Showing up
Oct 2/2020 So here it is, the 2nd day of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. I’m eager to start my day. I’m ready to put the pedal to the metal and wham! I’m faced with an obstacle, a huge stumbling block. … Continue reading
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Tagged dress up, Get up, learning, life, motto, no instructions, obstacles, show up, the pleasure of showing up, the Ultimate Blog Challenge, trial and error, writing
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PROCESSING, LEARNING
There are times now I can smile instead of cry when I think of Sheba. When I woke this morning I heard the guy in the kitchen. It was like other mornings when Sheba was here on earth. The two … Continue reading
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Tagged doing my best, dress up, Get up, learning, life, mourning, processing, Sheba, show up, 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
BEING MY OWN INSPIRING PERSON AND HERO
Sunny Sunday morning. It’s a welcome sight. I don’t mind that it’s -7 Celsius. I’m always surprised every year how dark October can be. Seems like summer just drops off a cliff and the sunrise at 6 am with it. … Continue reading
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Tagged alternatives, art galleries, art shows, being my own inspiring person and hero, dress up, Get up, life, show up, swimming, writing
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LIKE THE LIONS
January 14th, 9:30 am. The sun finally shows itself. The day is supposed to be longer. It’s only so minusculely, lengthening by mini seconds daily. Patience and fortitude are the words necessary for this month. I picture myself sitting stalwart … Continue reading
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Tagged action, baking, change, depression, dress up, Get up, in all weather, January, life, like the lions, painting, power of words, show up, stalwart, strong, the blues, Toll House Squares, writing
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THE DAY AFTER MY YEAR
The day after my year of doing different I am feeling quite crossed and unpleasant. I feel ugly meanness and not niceness oozing out of me. I decide that I would try to go into quietness and sit with it … Continue reading
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Tagged dress up, feelings, Get up, life, motto, no fixing, rhythm, show up, the day after my year, work it, writing
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