If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least befriend a talking dog?
On Sunday, I met with members of the Front Range Nature Journaling club at the Denver Museum of Nature and Science so we could spend time drawing whatever interested us. I'm still fairly new to nature journaling field trips, so it's not surprising that I learned (or was reminded) of important things about nature journaling... Continue Reading →
My husband has been traveling a lot lately and it's made me aware of something I'd nearly forgotten about: I don't feel like cooking when I'm on my own. When Kurt is home, I cook constantly, making sure we have healthy, tasty food to eat. When I'm by myself? I stare into the cupboard looking... Continue Reading →
I've been sick for a week now and am getting better oh-so-slowly. It's an opportunity to work on being patient with myself and my body, but lessons in patience are my least favorite kind. This lesson has included changing my expectations in big ways, from skipping a chance to see Chihuly Nights at the Denver Botanical... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, I loved reading books about horses: The Black Stallion, Black Beauty, Misty of Chincoteague, and National Velvet. Only some of these books talked about horse-racing, but Velvet's stable of paper racehorses, lovingly cared for, made an impression on me, and I took an interest in horse-racing as a result. I... Continue Reading →
As much as my health has improved in the last year, I still have slow days, exhausted days, days where I drag myself around trying to live up to my obligations and expectations of myself. When they happen, I grit my teeth, back pedal, jettison the non-essential tasks and prioritize. I still have to fight... Continue Reading →
