Wedding in Quarantine
It was a tiny bit nerve wracking but we attended a wedding last weekend in Souther Mississippi. It was smaller as a precaution and those who were unable to attend were able to watch online. It was great getting out of town even though we stayed confined to our house rental and the wedding venues.…
Kitties: Choose Your Own Napping Spot
A story of naps in photos.
Offering Online or Live Physical Classes
As we all move into lockdown mode and practice social distancing, I've seen a number of friends and acquaintances post about plans to move fitness, dance or other classes online. There are lots of solutions for this kind of setup but I'm going to write what I know and outline some easy ways to do…
Jumping or falling?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0GFRcFm-aY Photo by John Fornander on Unsplash
Slide Out, Space Saving Pantry
I actually wrote this a few years ago but never got around to publishing it. Publishing now for your viewing pleasure. 🙃 There were a few things that I knew before moving several months ago. That after living with random pieces of wood lying around the house for a year, I'd been forbidden from moving…
Karen O & Danger Mouse – Turn The Light
Photo from Garðskagi, Iceland https://youtu.be/irNdfijo9n0
All the Feels: Playlist
I've been working on this one for a while now but got into the groove of adding songs to it last week. It was originally called "Broken" after the first song and because the music centered around that theme a bit. I'm not broken though; I just have feelings. It's a good soundtrack for me…
“Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.” – Khalil Gibran
Photo by David Vig on Unsplash
Poetic Prose
I’m listening to a song that I listened to a million years ago. A song I felt so deeply. Its rhythms were the beat of my heart. Or so I thought. It touches some distant memory but it feels like nothing. A touch of nothing like a touch from me. It was nothing. It’s gone. It never…
