Of Bikes and Bees and Things that Please. . .
Cycling this route was what I chose to do on our 43rd anniversary last week, to please myself. I clarified the choice as I wrote my “morning pages” my husband still sleeping. Some of you…
View PostCycling this route was what I chose to do on our 43rd anniversary last week, to please myself. I clarified the choice as I wrote my “morning pages” my husband still sleeping. Some of you…
View PostThe post I had planned for this morning wasn’t really an “outfit post.” Instead, I was using the playful exhortation on this t-shirt as an entry-point to tell you about my efforts lately to figure…
View PostBack in the city, under a layer of the smoke that’s covering our province, I’m nonetheless quite happily occupied, enjoying such aspects of city life as watching spectacular fireworks from our balcony, walking to beachside…
View PostCelebrating mistakes was the subject of a post I wrote a year ago, focused on some of my sketching efforts but extending outward from that to think about doing things we’re not necessarily good at…
View PostI know that the colour of hydrangeas has much to do with the pH balance of the soil but I’ve no idea how many seasons it will take me to turn this shrub’s blooms to…
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