I received a shipment of ink yesterday — a bottle of Diamine Holly to get me through winter, and a small vial of Sherwood Forest. The first is an elegant holiday green with a hint of shimmer in it, and the latter is an earthier green, like fir or spruce needles. Both inks remind me … Continue reading Lazy day off
Most of the religious holidays on the calendar mean little to me. We celebrate the Christian holidays primarily as tradition and to spend time with each other as a family, but none of us are actually Christian. My spiritual inclinations tend more towards paganism; Easter isn’t meaningful to me because of the resurrection of Christ, … Continue reading Winter solstice
Last night I built a fire in the fireplace. Our wood this year isn’t as seasoned as previous loads have been, and it sometimes takes some coaxing to get it lit. Last night’s fire required constant tending, which was fine once I understood that and realized I couldn’t put my feet up with a cat … Continue reading The problem with the present moment
Three hours in the morning is not enough time to do all the things I want to do before my workday begins. For the past 29 days, I’ve published a post on my blog every day; today will be the 30th. It’s satisfying to publish here, it makes me feel like I’ve done something. The … Continue reading My fountain pens have dried out
As a sometimes Twitter user, I’ve been rubbernecking its implosion. I’ve been on Twitter for about 13 years, but never as a super-user. I share stuff from my blogs there, I retweet random things that tickle or resonate with me, and on rare occasions, I tweet a pure, original tweet. Mostly I use Twitter for … Continue reading Watching Twitter
If you had a crystal ball that could tell you anything you wanted to know — about your life, the world, or anything at all — what would you want to know?* My mind flooded with possibilities when I first thought about this question. For each possibility, I wondered, do I really want to know … Continue reading Crystal ball
Butterfly Mind 