I AM
A Big B-Word…
Buff
Bold
Ballsy
Balanced
Beautiful
Brave
Bazinga!
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Oh, Toads! They sing, they swim, they burrow into the desert soil and emerge with the monsoon rains. Magical. And there’s more to their magic, too. See that glossy sheen? Native Americans (and other adventurous sorts) lick that shiny slime in an effort to experience it’s hallucinogenic properties. Risk-averse as I am, I’ve never indulged, but it’s curious, isn’t it? What would you do? Reaching back to my earliest years, I can’t retrieve a time when I didn’t write in a diary, a log or a journal of some sort. Wordplay, wordsmithing, “word-work,” has saved me time and again. Writing is my element, my medium, my retreat and my escape. I love words. It’s a forever kind of love. Recently, however, I’ve been inclined to add more color ~literally~ to my words. So I followed the lead of many contemporaries and embarked on an art journal journey. Simple concept, art jornaling: Add images to the ideas. Here is my first entry. I had a really happy day. Can you tell?
I AM ART! On the agenda: Plant sunflower seeds (For the third time this season. Why? So the thrashers and bunnies have snackies, it would seem.) Supply buying trip to Michael’s A session with Kevin at Plexus Pilates Make a card for Susan Press flowers from the garden New soap in the shower BE HAPPY! After midnight… I first thought, “The AC is acting up.” Then, “Is a stranger outside my door?” Finally I realized the sound was two toads Near my window, making amour. They were noisy! Early the next morning…
'The Couple Swims' A bit more on toads to follow… |
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