We've all been forced to sit down, write something, and turn it in. That's what school taught us to do, right? Assignment after assignment after assignment. We learned we have to get sh*t done we didn't want to do in the first place. When I saw the prompt 'compass' I flashed back to history class,… Continue reading Be the compass
Month: December 2017
Rays of bliss
When something catches my eye, I imagine being able to capture it with my camera. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. The process of discovery is what I adore. I'm taken away with each click. Zooming in and out on sunrays through clouds produce surprises for me every time. Simple moments are pure bliss… Continue reading Rays of bliss
Two cats, a mouse, and a martini
What's a girl to do when she breaks free from silent whisperings and lets others know of her blog space? Duh, celebrate, right? Guess you had to be there. I can't explain it well. Let me try. When you have the creative itch in you, and you've forced it mute for so long, just hiding… Continue reading Two cats, a mouse, and a martini
Blogger’s horror – meager response to your post
You're ready. You've finally decided to do it. You're scared and excited at the same time. You've left the blinking line behind. Congratulations - you have a blog post to share on Facebook! So you share it. You think it is the perfect (well, maybe not perfect, but pretty darn close to acceptable for reading)… Continue reading Blogger’s horror – meager response to your post
Side roads lead to main attractions
As winter arrives, snow cover ascends on our quaint town of Chippewa Falls, WI. Legend has it weather doesn't stop locals from doing what we love to do. It doesn't stop visitors willing to venture here either. We all love to discover the beauty of Wisconsin's changing seasons. All side roads lead to our main… Continue reading Side roads lead to main attractions
Inheritance indecision
Even before my mom passed away, I began receiving an inheritance from her. I inherited her: spunk; eclectic decorating skills; you-better-listen-to-me-or-else moods; love for hugs; reluctant forgiveness (but always do eventually); and so much more. In retrospect, I inherited all the warm fuzzy stuff I loved about her. I also inherited her physical belongings (stuffed… Continue reading Inheritance indecision