Materfamilias Writes

Monday Memories — Train Rides Past, Train Rides to Come. . .

Monday Memories — Train Rides Past, Train Rides to Come. . .

Thanks for the feedback and suggestions about my upcoming trip to Edinburgh. After I leave that city, I have a day of train travel to my next destination and then, a few days later, another…

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Post-Weekend Stock-Taking, List-Making . . . and A Poem for you. . .

Post-Weekend Stock-Taking, List-Making . . . and A Poem for you. . .

 I’ll tell you about this journal page soon, but first, WOW! What a busy weekend! A very good weekend, but a busy one, and today’s going to be a Recovery Monday.  Most of the Monday…

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Who Ate The Figs?. . . And other sundry details . . .

Who Ate The Figs?. . . And other sundry details . . .

And here’s the companion page, in my illustrated journal, to the Apple sketches I posted on Monday. Text on the left: The Brown Turkey figs are coming to the end of their season in their…

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Of Apples and Jumpsuits and Pink, Pink Oxfords. . . .

Of Apples and Jumpsuits and Pink, Pink Oxfords. . . .

 I’m up early (as is my tendency) after a decent night’s sleep (hoorah!), and I’m heading over to Vancouver Island to visit with friends. Yes, having only just having recovered my voice after a five-day…

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Watercolours in the Kitchen. . . Shall We Speak of Bread and Apples?

Watercolours in the Kitchen. . . Shall We Speak of Bread and Apples?

I continue to practicewhat I learned from my friend Alison about painting a loaf of bread — not because I have any particular interest in bread representation in the future. I’m pretty close to having…

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