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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: words
WHAT IS YOUR STORY
January 27, day 27 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. I thought I would get on today’s post early rather than late. It might give my voice a different tone. I’m not always tired and bluesy. If I was a singer, … Continue reading
THE GRACE OF ENDURANCE
Difficult times can bring out the best in people but in cases like myself, it brings out the worse. I’m full of anger and resentment. I would like to be in a demolition derby. I would like to crash and … Continue reading
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Tagged anger, depression, endurance, grace, life, loving kindness, my mother, prayers, shingles, stress, suffering, the pandemic, umbilical cord, venting, words, writing
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CORRALS, CHUTES, SQUEEZE BOXES AND ME
I must sit down and put down a few words for day 27 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. If I don’t the time will be lost. I will be struggling late into the evening for my words. They always find … Continue reading
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Tagged analysis, chutes, corrals, destination, life, meditation, squeeze boxes and me, Temple Grandin, the Ultimate Blog Challenge, word journey, words, writing
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WORDS, THOUGHTS, FEELINGS
I’m on a 7 hour countdown with WordPress. I’ve decided to end my personal plan and go back to the free one. Nothing much changes except I’m not paying now. My handle is still athousandandtwo with a .wordpress added after … Continue reading
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Tagged attention deficit, brain, change, deliberate practice, feelings, letting go, life, Mark Williams, meditation, mindfulness, thoughts, words, writing
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TENDING TO MY WORDS AND GARDEN
It is after lunch time in Saskatoon. I want to just walk away from the dishes and sink into reading the Jonathan Kellerman mystery book, Heartbreak Hotel and sip my cuppa cardamom tea. The tea is 3-in-one (tea,sugar,cream) given to … Continue reading
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Tagged life, meal plans, on track, Sheba, start the conversation, tending to my words and garden, time, tomatoes, words, writing
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CHOICES, SABBATICALS, WORDS
Three more days till the end of January. Three more days till the end of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. I do have alot to say today as in every day. The getting them out is not the easy thing. How … Continue reading
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Tagged choices, conversations, honesty, life, sabbaticals, tact, what does not work, What works, wisdom, words, writing
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BRAINS, THOUGHTS, WORDS
It’s very strange. I’ve accidentally stumbled onto Suddenly Mad someone’s blog/journey through early-onset alzheimer’s. Her writing and artwork is phenomenal. It’s punctuated with many photographs. You would not know she has the disease except for the fact that’s what she talks … Continue reading
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Tagged Alzheimer's, brain health, brains, life, prevention, thoughts, words, writing
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I FOUGHT MYSELF AND I WON
January 4, 2019 4:41 pm I have heard that I’m my own worse enemy. It could be true. I’m always wrestling with myself, getting myself all knotty over nothing alot of the time. Life shouldn’t have to be that difficult … Continue reading
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Tagged action, change, I fought myself and I won, judging and comparing, life, moods, morning pages, my own worse enemy, plan, SAD, start, words, writing
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PURGING WITH GRACE
The road to health is a tough one. I’m into my second week of scratchy throat turning into nasty coughing up my guts. How many mornings have I started out thinking, Oh, I think I’m getting better only to find … Continue reading
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Tagged 30 days of painting on one canvas, being sick, comfort in what you know, coughing, ending suffering, letting go, life, my desired self, negativity, nurse heal thyself, purging with Grace, purging wounds, trashing myself, why can't I heal, words, writing
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THOUGHTS, WORDS, MOODS
I ate all the leftovers brought home last night from the Mandarin Restaurant. Zero waste with one plate and a fork to wash. I enjoyed it but it did not pass my mother’s taste buds. Not enough ingredients. Ingredients not … Continue reading
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Tagged baking bread, change, life, moods, thoughts, words, writing
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