My husband gave me two fountain pens for Christmas. I love them so much that I bought a third for my office. I also bought pretty inks in emerald, violet, and aqua. During quarantine, I’ve journaled each day with my pens, just as I did before quarantine. Journaling is an echo chamber, though. It’s just … Continue reading Quarantine fun: hand-written letters
I was out in my garden yesterday, reading in the sun. I heard birds chirping and kids laughing. Then, at the end of the street, I heard the toot toot toot of a car horn. Then another. Soon, a line of cars passed by our house. The cars moseyed down the neighborhood street, all in … Continue reading Quarantine Parade
I ran yesterday between appointments at work. I needed to get outside. I needed exercise. When I returned home, I walked through my garden, as I always do in spring when I come home from a run. The only plant in bloom in my garden is the forsythia, but as I looked around, I saw … Continue reading Quarantine bouquet
I organized my to-read shelf in Goodreads this morning. I spent an hour and a half on it. I’m not even kidding. An hour and a half. I finished the book I was reading last night and I didn’t have another lined up, so I spent the morning searching for my next read. I browsed … Continue reading Ghost town
Butterfly Mind 