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Journal 52: Friendship

Thoreau noted that, ‘the language of friendship is not words, but meanings’. This is a frustrating quote for me to think about, as I am not a great friend in many ways: I don’t remember...

Creamy Chicken Soup for My Soul

There is possibly nothing more comforting than a creamy chicken dish.  I don’t care if it’s chicken and biscuits, a hearty pot pie, chicken and rice soup, any variation makes me happy!  This creamy...

Sweet Pickled Cherries

So the other day when I was finishing off the first batch of my Icicle Pickles, which I must say are a-freakin’-mazing, I had about a pint of the syrupy pickle juice left over…all hot and ready to...

Mud Art: A Series

Today will be the inaugural post in a series on creating mud art.  I have somehow epically failed and can’t find a single picture of any of the previous artworks I have done in this form.  Blurg. In...

Sketchy: A Scene on Fire Island

Last year was a year of travel, and on this particular trip we took an early morning journey out to Fire Island National Seashore for a beautiful sunrise scene and hike around the lighthouse. It was beautiful...

Podcasts: A Few of My Favorite Things

This is the first post in a series that I plan to dedicate to my favorite podcasts, those little things that get me through my daily travels and morning chores. I believe that my first exposure to podcasts was...

On Greener Grasses…and Gratitude

I just had an epiphany. I was reading through a list of how to become a better blogger and my mind went to how glamorous and exciting life seems for many of the people I follow online and in podcast land...

Journal 52: Week 3: Bowie

I won’t say that I was the biggest fan of Bowie’s, but I have always enjoyed his work and identify his place in the cultural history of our time.  He was a seminal figure in art and music and his...