Ever listen to the weather channel?
Partly clowww deee
I hear the mechanical voice say
My life is partly
clowww deee
with reflections of cold, steel gray
With an occasional punch
of glow, orange and bright
to make it through the day
Did you know there is an actual name for a Welsh Corgi and Jack Russell cross? They are called a “Cojack” and from the photos and description of the breed in the link, I’m becoming more and more convinced Latte belongs to this club. Along with the agility course I believe I need to wear…
Despite the best of intentions, it’s been awhile since I posted here and will probably be awhile before I post again. It’s been an interesting summer — strange and perplexing and directionless and maybe a better summer because of that.
I cannot know what this time, this circumstance, a loss, a gain is going to mean to the entirety of my life. Why do I waste so much time resisting my circumstances instead of looking with eyes that see neither negative or positive but just go ahead and live each moment as though it is…
I read something the other day that said one of the most important things to do with a creative endeavor is to be authentic. Quit trying to please people by striving to figure out what they like or want or need. Stop trying to be popular! Quit reading self help books on how to be…
What I consider to be beautiful has changed over time. I’m not sure whether that’s due to the wisdom that comes with age or the age that comes with age. In my younger years, beautiful was thin but with enough muscle to show strength and tone. It was correctly proportioned eyes, nose and lips set…
This is my third post about taking a writing class with Elizabeth Jarrett Andrew at the Madeline Island School of the Arts (MISE). Journal Entry from Wednesday July 31, 2013 It’s my third day on Madeline Island. So far it’s been intense, wonderful, exhausting, overwhelming, exciting and frustrating. I’m going around in circles trying to select one…
