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Here it is, the last day of July and the final day of my blogging challenge. I feel relieved about not having the looming deadline every day. But I also feel just a little bit sad. Between journaling in the morning and blogging at night, writing book-ended my day. That has made me feel like …
It’s been a busy week, and I’m glad to see the weekend arrive. So much drama everywhere. After work I went grocery shopping, to the tune of more than $220, thanks to needing pet food and treats, and litter, above and beyond food. Prices are just ridiculous, and the shelves aren’t full, even here and …
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On our virtual call this evening, my therapist asked what I do for fun. We’ve had this conversation before, but this time I felt a little … panicky is the best word I can think of for the feeling. Back in my college days, clowning around with my roommate Rachel. Maybe I was having fun? …
One. Today is July 24, marking one more week of my 31-day blogging challenge to myself. To say I’m looking forward to the end is an understatement. “Having” to write every day has been … not always so enjoyable. But I’ve learned that — as many writers have said — writing is not always fun …
Today I planned to try a new recipe for sandwich-style sourdough bread. I fed the sourdough starter as required, gave it a good four hours to bubble up, and then assembled the other few ingredients (flour, salt and water). Well, then I lost focus, or interest, or energy for the idea, and decided to use …
Sitting down to write this post, I dreaded it. Some say it takes 21 days to build a new habit. The only thing I can tell you is: after 21 days of writing, I am so over it. I’m sick of trying to build this fucking habit. Excuse my French. I don’t know if it …
This post from Facebook came from Revanche, oddly enough a clothing store in Bangladesh: “Did you know about glimmers? Glimmer is the opposite of a trigger. Like a micro moment that makes you happier, a little moment of awe, something that makes you feel hope. Once you start looking for them and embracing them, your …
Sometimes, enough is enough. I just don’t even know what to say, or write. It’s been one of those days. It’s weird. Weird isn’t even the right word. The world is bigger than each of our own little problems. And yet, our own little problems seem as big as the world. Do you know what …
Leopard slug (Limax maximus) can grow up to 8 inches. This one is in northern Virginia, in my daughter’s backyard. Gentle leopard slug A surprising morning sight On a wooden path Nature’s composter Hunting slugs, snails and snail eggs, Sometimes the hunted Sliding in mucous It’s not glamorous transport, But those wildcat spots!
This small moth, about a half-inch long, was flying half-heartedly around the bathroom yesterday. I was unsuccessful in trapping it, but managed a photo. It had the prettiest, shiny, dark copper-colored top wings, which you can’t really see here. What I found. Today, I saw it again, caught it in a cup, and released it …
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