Monthly Archives: December 2017
I don’t remember the last time I stayed up to welcome the New Year’s. I don’t remember the last time I made a resolution. Given this is my first New Year’s in Missouri and so many “firsts” to be encountered,…..
I truly delight in little things.
Sitting down at my computer, I immediately noticed how the Christmas tree was reflected around the outside yard light. Well, of course, a hobbit has to giggle and take a picture. Duh. Then, to add…..
Did you know that removing a box turtle from his/her habitat causes horrendous stress? They are firmly attached to the area where they were born. Removing them causes enormous stress as they wander aimlessly trying to get back to their home. The stress will shorten…..
The little scrich tonight wandered here and there. The penned words used the walk at lunch with my camera to remind me of so many practices I had left behind. Patience and practice. I will not speak for all, but for…..
Enya is playing. Such memories. Will try and print to form the words. Scriches are not scribble.
Storm blew through tonight. Stood at the door and took over 100 pictures hoping to get one good picture of the lightning.
Today was discombobulated. Not…..
Friday night, I sat and wrote. Not with my computer. Bravely, I chose and pen and paper and let my thoughts stream…..
“I have always called my writing scriches because of the sound of writing on paper. I began writing long before…..
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