I wake surrounded by darkness and she’s gone. . . Again. I fight to remember the details, but they disappear like steam rising off a pond in the early morning hours. The dream is foggy, as if I am watching through barely open eyes. A tiny glimpse, a distant memory, a shooting star flying across […]
It’s been quiet in this space for awhile. Me, always confused about the business side of me and the mom-blogger-figuring-it-out side of me. Last week I say to Chad, I think I want to go back to Running Chatter. Why? he asks as if I haven’t said this sort of thing a hundred times before.Shouldn’t my business thoughts and personal thoughts be separate? Just be you, he tells me, all of it is you. Just be you. . . easier […]
We have an art gallery in our living room. Twenty-six handmade pieces of one-of-a-kind art secured to the wall with Scotch Tape, hanging, slightly crooked, under our stairs for all the world (or our family) to enjoy. The gallery began about two weeks ago, during a winter storm. The wind whistled outside while snowflakes danced […]
It gets monotonous at times, yes. The daily picture. The discipline. The daily looking, finding, seeing, creating. On day #1 I record on Flickr, 1/365. On day number one it feels like a fresh sheet of paper, a new journal, a book just opened. On day number one it’s fresh. It’s new. It’s exciting. On […]