Moving forward on the journal has been slow.  Distractions abound.  Since the tone of the paper skin and fact that it was just a smidgen too small once pasted onto the book cover, I knew some corrective work...

This year we have a new addition to give thanks for at our holiday table:  butter-steamed Brussels sprouts.  Now, I get it, many feels that they are gross or bitter or otherwise yuck.  Brussels sprouts are...

Sunday saw the first half of this adventure with a walking tour of the Alley Art Project and the Rockwell Museum of Western Art, but today we finish up with how we killed time walking Market Street before...

I’m not one for having impossible dreams.  I am often intensely practical, though I do have a soft spot for idealist qualities.  Since I’m not a big dreamer, the prompt from Journal 52 to express...

There is a much larger story surrounding my endeavor to make homemade tomato paste.  This story will be told at a later date.  Today, I will just share my triumph of will and patience that led to this culinary...

This week’s choice on Journal 52 was between ‘lunacy’ and ‘full moon’.    I chose lunacy. That’s not a sentence you write on the daily. Anywho, I looked through the other...

This morning started in contemplation and reflection.  I have not been writing or doing any self-care activities with significant frequency, having just fits and starts with my activities.  In the midst of...

I envy those that can stay the course on one hobby, but then I don’t.  My shifting creativity keeps life interesting and our home in fresh supply of weirdness and awesome.  The current obsession is...