down by the old mill stream

This is our favourite spot to picnic, it might not look like much to you, but being here brings such peace to my heart. There is a sweet dog who lives nearby and he plays fetch with us until we are tire of his antics and go home.

Mom can we keep him?

N O !

dancing in the blue light

summer waning...bus assignments have arrived in the mail like big stinky unwelcome guests that we did not invite. For the past few months I have missed you, I have learned to dance all over again, I have studied the physiology of the brain and sucked in the scent of wisteria til I nearly fainted. I pushed my toes deep into the sand and felt ocean breezes kiss my face. I experienced the joy of raising the most incredible young man and flew to the magical fringes of the secret space where mystery children forever play. Most of you don't know how lucky you are...but some of you do..and it is y o u that I love with all of my heart. Thank you for waiting for me until i could come back, you mean the whole world to me.

tonight felt just like this:

v a c a t i o n !

me and my baby having a heeesterical time at the cowboy restaurant

self portrait

some of my memory has been zapped by cute yet painful little strokes of genius. the journey to get back to where i left off has been both difficult and hilarious. I have the motor skills of a one armed caveman, but it feels incredible to paint and paste once again. this is a tiny journal that I made recently from some bits of shtuff that i found in my desk drawer.

s p l i s h s p l a s h

nothing will stop me from having fun today!