Solitude – Art Star Journal

Be Greedy of Occasions to Express Your Thought …………….

This photo was taken from the truck, on the road, with an iPhone …………. no wonder I don’t own a spiffy new camera. In the morning when my husband gets a little extra sleep and after I put my feline torturer outside …………… I read Henry David Thoreau’s Journal. I indulged myself and bought the…

Just Being Here Now

Being where I am, and not being where I’m not – that’s my recipe for living. You could call it mindfulness, total meditation or Zen. Whatever you call it, for me it is the only way I can function. And it isn’t easy, paying attention. It doesn’t matter whether I’m depressed, angry, ecstatically happy or…

The Farm

I’ve been living here, on the farm, since July of 2018. It has evolved in amazing ways since the day I first arrived. I met my husband in July. We seemed to have a lot in common. He lived about 2 hours north of me. I was in Bangor, a sort of nondescript little shopping…

Creating …………….

I wish I could remember how long ago I bought this fabric. It’s been at least 3 years – I think. Finally, I’m using it. I would show you what I’m using it on, except I can’t get my picture to upload. I’ll work on it. This new iPhone is almost beyond me. I traded…

My Love Affair with Henry David Thoreau

Reading has always been the foremost pleasure in my life. I do tend to read junk for relaxation, but only mystery junk. I like the Golden Age mysteries from the 1920s and 30s. I detest the blood and gore and guts in modern fiction, as I do in modern movies. There is so much I…