
fit to be tied
I woke up this morning fit to be tied. My brain was goooooing. When I run into anything I can’t solve emotionally, my brain is

I woke up this morning fit to be tied. My brain was goooooing. When I run into anything I can’t solve emotionally, my brain is

I was viewing an excellent social media tutorial which started out with the assumption that everything on the web is contending for the viewer’s …

I don’t know. Is Peaches orange? Hmmmm… For the past couple of days, Victor was visiting and we were listening to classical music on WCRB

Quite by mistake, I published a post with NO writing. I left you wondering, no doubt, what that word meant? I had JUST discovered it

My wall fell down! The plow pushed the snow. And the frozen snow pushed the wall over. It’s not held with any fill. The wall

Running for me is like crack. It feels so good, it’s addictive. It’s something I love, I crave. I get hooked on it. Some people

Can you see it? Can you spot that white bloom? The crocus??? It sits at the foot of a four foot mound of snow. Melting

Can you see all those little branches at the top of the tree going all “sproingy”, jumping up straight towards the sky? And can you

(i cloud, you cloud, water cloud…) Certain advice just has a way of staying with you. You recognize it: “Yes. TRUTH.” Never to be forgotten.

Whenever I get interrupted, my first response is, “Oh no!” But inevitably, I’m glad afterwards. And I never can guess why. When I was hanging
Salley Knight is an American textile artist. She creates her art using ancient Japanese techniques of hand-dyeing on silk.
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