Fury wrapped in a daffodil. Sweetheart in a flak jacket. Raging. Radioactive. A hummingbird. Cuddly as a jellyfish. These are some of the ways people have described me over the years. Really though, I’m a girl from the middle of somewhere. A prairie girl transplanted to the west coast, where the sea, sky, rain forest and mountains converge. Cats, Camellias, Sekiyama Cherry Blossoms, Magnolias, lemons, Rebecca Solnit, CBC Radio One, The Vinyl Café are some of the things I love.
I think we take too many pictures, have an addiction to impatience and a tendency to overindulge. I think we have an obsession with beauty, one which drives us to suffocate and destroy the things we find most beautiful. We’ve forgotten that all things keep on blooming, going to seed and decaying. So we try to capture the pretty moments and things, only to discover that in doing so we become rapists and pillagers, and fail to appreciate the beauty and pretty and joy we so hungrily seek.
I speak the language of loss. I think too much, perhaps. I introvert a great deal. I have an orange tabby named Ginger Baker. More accurately, he has me. I frequently crave a juicy cheeseburger, a really bad B horror movie, and a crisp sunny day when streams of sunlight gush through the glass balcony doors. I have a thing for gouache paints and 2H Staedler Lumograph pencils. And feathers. I love feathers.
I write. If for no other reason than, My bursting heart must find vent at my pen.
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the conversation that can save any conflict
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During Lockdown I’ve noticed how the same kinds of irritations and familiar
arguments were springing up in our family. The inability to make progress
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You are safe and you are loved
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“What I know is that it’s going to be better. If it’s bad, it might get
worse, but I know that it’s going to be better. And you have to know that.
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Sweet Little Avocado Pattern
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*Supplies*
Furls Crochet Odyssey Hook in 3.5mm
6.5mm safety eyes
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Expert v. Expert
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Forensic pathologist Dr. Peter Cummings works for the Massachusetts Office
of the Medical Examiner. He’s a bonafide expert.
So is Dr. Cyril Wecht, forme...
walking the neighborhood this morning
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I adopted a 10 year old dog shortly after Christmas. I have since then
gotten into the habit of taking the dog for walks during the early
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Winter in Xzanadu
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A rushing arctic wind blows past, but the cottonwood tree, stretching out
over my porch...her dead pods and leaves do not stir, for they are frozen.
My w...
winter peonies
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i felt like we were so close
to Spring
then
the snow arrived
once again
heavy tree limbs
slippery roads
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the silence of snow does serve its purpos...
Remembering Memorial Day
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Hey all y'all!
So busy I cain't really post a new new post, so here be a link to an older.
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3 comments:
I love all the red in the photo, so warming. Your blog is just lovely! So pretty and well-designed :)
so beautiful.
xo
Amen to the quote. I love how one candle in a huge dark space drives back the darkness, and I'm thankful it doesn't work like that in reverse!
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