Sunday is a time of reflection and this week I feel a bit more accomplished than last.  I actually had a chance to take some photos this week, and while I epic failed in some respects, at least I got out there...

I do not often get a planned or sit down lunch.  On these days,  I bring my tiffin, tea, extra water and a smoothie.  The issue with a normal size lunch tote is fitting all of this food and drink. With...

I envy those that can stay the course on one hobby, but then I don’t.  My shifting creativity keeps life interesting and our home in fresh supply of weirdness and awesome.  The current obsession is...

This week I present to you one of the most bizarre and addictive podcasts to date.  I have binge-listened to the first dozen episodes of Welcome to Night Vale with the conflicting sense of, ‘Why am I...

The procrastination is over, for the moment, and I have finally created another piece for the NAJ.  This weeks entry is Shub -Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young.  How’s that for...

I remember a time in my late teens when I was as idealistic as I was naive and everything I did moved toward the most simple life possible.  There are parts of me that continue to yearn for this misty...

The prompt this week for Journal 52 was either ‘lyrics’ or ‘misheard lyrics’.  As I’m certain was the case for many, the classic Hendrix misheard lyric of ‘excuse me while I...

This sketched scene is from our visit to the Gettysburg National Military Park in April 2016.  Since I have already written a bit on this visit, I would encourage investigation into earlier posts for more of...