We are a smaller than normal group this morning as some women have other commitments, but those who gather to share stories they have worked on since we met last month to the prompt "mothers and daughters" come with strong words, open hearts, and the willingness to be vulnerable within the circle. There are tears
I'm sitting on the back deck writing this blog post. How sweet is that?! It's the first time this year I've been able to do so and—fingers crossed—there will be more opportunity to do the same next week. There is a herd of empty pots here with me, and my little pup, Murphy. Lettuce and
It's early Friday afternoon as I write this and, after a busy morning, I'm ready for a break. Seems like a good time to pop in and say "hello!". I've spent the morning working on Story Circle Network business--wrapping up the blog competition (winners will be announced next week) and getting ready for the poetry
I wouldn't say I've got the fever yet, but I'm on the verge. Gerry's spent the past couple of days out in the backyard modifying and enlarging our garden space. Makiya was out there with him today, and will join the effort again tomorrow afternoon. Meanwhile, I'm visualizing tucking tiny seeds into the ground and
As a kid, I didn't like art class. I never allowed myself the gift of getting lost in creating something because I compared my work with others and always came up lacking. Thank goodness, those days are in the past. These days I spend a lot of time creating. Whether I'm weaving words, planting a
It's possible I'm losing my mind. I decided to try my hand at abstract painting with acrylics and managed to carve out an hour this afternoon to play. It's going to be fun, once I figure out what I'm doing, but this afternoon I just made a mess. That's okay. It's all part of the
Well, I did it. I put up our two non-traditional trees, one in the living room and the other in the snug (aka den). Later, when the day gets dark too early, the glow of the white LED lights will warm the rooms. Cue the hygge. It'll look something like this (I captured this image
We broke another heat record yesterday with the temperature reaching 45.8C / 114 F. Worse, a forest fire broke out just northwest of our city that is now 180 hectares and burning out of control. It’s hard to believe it’s only June. So, of course, it’ll be another mostly indoor day. I’m planning on hunkering
I finally get some time to play with paint and create a first wash for the latest project. Today, I’ll introduce the main subjects into the work. Depending on how it turns out, I might go a step farther and craft something for our home. Either way, it feels good to let creativity flow. My
I have three large flower pots near the front door with dark purple, black, and white petunias and potato vine; two in the back yard and one on the deck with geraniums and pansies; a hanging basket filled with a variety of multi-coloured blooms on the upper deck; two rectangular planters with sweet peas already
The day starts out gray, which is perfect because I’m planning to write and there’s no siren call of the outdoors to distract me. I decide to work in the den, and settle the dogs first—which turns out to be a challenge because the littlest one, Murphy, wants to claim the spot on my lap