Simple and meaningful, this cat resides on my left ankle.
A forlorn looking winged boy, original art from my sibling, was my second tattoo.
Part one of a tour of my tattoos, in celebration of National Tattoo Day later this week.
I had the opportunity to present on the art of letter writing. During the quarantine this is how I’m doing most of my writing.
Continued from Life in the time of pandemic – part 1 Context – Updated Okay, so I started writing this post two days after I posted
On the last day of the 2013 Writing Excuses retreat Dan took Rusty Cleaver, which he had found in a cupboard at Robin’s Roost, and
I am so tired Weary Drifting into dejection into ennui to fog On little cat’s feet my mind tiptoes past the pen the raging herd
I have a part two to the COVID-19 post from weeks ago, well, I’ve got the design of it. I’m still spinning up enough mental
Context March 22, 2020 – around 11 am EDT. 1 We are in the midst of the Covid-19 pandemic. We get constant updates from the
For me, the change to the new year as noted by the Gregorian calendar is a time when I start to contemplate the year ahead.
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