Paths to be found
followed, even, perhaps, maybe even safely, eh? and so we’ve made it to 11. One louder, as they used to say. Oh – used my incredibly basic skills with Premier to stitch it together so there’s that path stumbled down a few …
crawling in the snow
where we tune in and find that words in motion, a dog on a leash, and listening. It’s all good things to try to learn to do. fear is probably my closest and most valued companion – kept me in one piece …
snow day
in this ongoing pursuit of both imperfection and joy I have to say – snow gives me joy! in this episode I note that I can be taught things. and I think that’s a good thing to recall from time to time. …
So far, so good. Right?
from my stoop to your heart – in search of joy. Right. Or at least not one of Darwin’s “I am very poorly today,”I’m having a decent day – also one with Hali. Pondering what to say, hoping things go well (they …
Stoop time
in which I speak from the front of Hobbit House, and Hali-dog makes her debut. Cool, right? I’m finding the process of multiple creative actions a bit challenging – thank goodness I’m embracing the whole ‘1000 pots’ strategy, eh?
34 seconds in a commute
Sometimes you want to do something but can’t. Or you can’t get to doing it. Or you’re in the midst of something that totally overwhelms you. So how about a time-lapse? Some pretty clouds in it at least. I’m working on / …
Learning to crawl – 005
This effort is interesting – it’s the summation of decades of my internal voice now being expressed and captured. Shared, even. Scary stuff. So very odd. But as I noted today perhaps that’s because I’m learning to crawl. Crawling along the floor …
A 4th, facing the stars
So, I did it. Totally not freaking out. Well, maybe a little. I suspect however that like a few other critical junctures in my life I’ll have few repercussions that are of the magnitude I fear. C’est la vie, eh? Now, there …
Blog Life
Is this my first blog? No. Does LiveJournal count? Is this my best blog? No. Pretty sure early ’00s, I think I was pushing ‘TTocsland’ as my identity, because … really, no clue. I wanted to be cool or something. Ended up …