Once, a long time ago, for a short time, I was a fly fisherwoman. Fly fishing, like so many other things, was a short-lived pursuit that began as a lark, took hold for a bit, and then petered out, partly through changed circumstance, partly through competition from other activities, and mostly because I thought of … Continue reading What I know.
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The beauty of an ordinary life.
Perhaps the real purpose of keeping a journal is for the assurance, at some later date, that one is still oneself - voice, hand, and eye as distinct as fingerprints. The years spanned are a blur, but each minute is frozen in crystalline precision. Only in time do the entries divulge what they always were: … Continue reading The beauty of an ordinary life.
Creative Blogger Award: Five Facts, Two Nods
My blogging friend Ray, a talented photographer living in and posting from New Orleans, nominated me this week for the Creative Blogger Award, a thread running through the WordPress community in which bloggers give props to fellow bloggers while also sharing a handful of quirks or facts about themselves. Like the telephone game, the Creative … Continue reading Creative Blogger Award: Five Facts, Two Nods
Me and you and them.
We have to have a talk, me and you, right now.Yes, I broke a grammar rule. My mother, the writing teacher, said it was acceptable on occasion to break rules for dramatic effect, and I needed your attention. We have to have a sit-down, come to Jesus, fireside chat about who does and doesn't belong … Continue reading Me and you and them.
Blogging to Savasana.
"What's next with your blog?" "Are you writing a book?" Inquiring minds, those of my friends anyway, want to know. It's that season, of course, new year, new you, all that. One of the things I've enjoyed most having a blog is the thread of conversations with friends who were friends before I ever published … Continue reading Blogging to Savasana.
26 Ordinary years. (I have a blog? And a weekly menu?)
(Note: weekly menu's at the bottom, even though this Saturday's post isn't about food.) I envy scrapbookers. I envy their shelves of creative memory markers, the hours they spend enjoying their creative process as they clip, crop and embellish. I have a scrapbook or two, and every now and again I'll sit down and create … Continue reading 26 Ordinary years. (I have a blog? And a weekly menu?)