If You Are a Blogger, you must have elastic bones

That’s a good thing. Bloggers are typically creative people who are flexible and think outside the box. They (YOU) are writers, painters, photographers, philosophers, and on. This weekend, I left Blogsville and went to an art art show where I met one of these creative persons, in the flesh, no less.

Although I’d much prefer to be doing art than viewing it, I’m glad my thinking returned to “the world belongs to those who show up” (author unknown).

So, I showed up and, not only did I find a kindred spirit, I learned.

Most of you know I’m a hoarder. That, too, is a good thing if you want to create mixed media art like Rebecca. I LOVED her stuff.

Here are a few of her pieces. Hard to choose but I think the last one’s my favorite. She reminds me of someone I know. ¬†ūüėČ

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Check out Rebecca’s art and her how-to videos on her website¬†https://www.createwithrebecca.com


daily word prompt: Prefer

Dance Anyway

I just had a birthday

but they say it’s been a year

so I am here

standing strong

a thumbs up and a cheer.


Fifteen years ago, I wrote an entry in my journal about turning 45. Soon afterward, I copied the pages and turned it into a piece of art. I painted a journal (the image is flat) then made it three-dimensional by coating a separate piece of card stock with gesso. I glued it so it would protrude from the canvas.

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In the original journal, I wrote how, inside, I was the same person who played guitar at sunsets, had intimate conversations with perfect strangers, and questioned everything about life.

Today, I have more answers. But I will always question.


What I positively know to be true is this–a line from a song:


“To love another person is to see the face of God.”

I have seen His/Her face many times.

And for that, I am forever grateful.


And, as my 28 year-old son once said at the age of two,

“It’s not time to go home. It’s time to dance!”

And he said this when no music was playing. A lesson to live by.


Not such an uplifting blog post

Even in Texas, we felt the Devastation and sorrow of Mother Nature’s wrath on August 29, 2005. Here is one of the newspaper clippings I taped inside my journal as I wrote about¬†Hurricane Katrina.



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“Hurricane Katrina¬†was the¬†costliest¬†natural disaster and one of the five¬†deadliest¬†hurricanes¬†in the¬†history of the United States. The storm is currently ranked as the third most intense United States landfalling tropical cyclone, behind only the¬†1935 Labor Day hurricane¬†and¬†Hurricane Camille¬†in 1969. Overall, at least 1,245¬†people died in the hurricane and subsequent floods, making it the deadliest United States hurricane since the¬†1928 Okeechobee hurricane. Total property damage was estimated at $108 billion (2005 USD),[1]¬†roughly four times the damage wrought by¬†Hurricane Andrew¬†in 1992 in the United States.[3]” ¬† From Wikipedia.