A breakfast sketch.
Sitting in the garden pondering creation. (Not Creation creation, just the act of making stuff. ) When I arrange my pictures to capture a moment of life that doesn’t include the messy house, or my frazzled face, am I lying? I prefer to think I am sharing a glimpse of the person I want to be, the person I’m aiming for.
Each little snapshot helps me see my possibilities, moves me a little closer.
So why do it publicly?
Because however imperfect I am at the social aspects of life, we are social beings. And this is my offering to you over the garden fence. This is who I want to be.
Once upon a time this blog was my garden fence, in a virtual village of home educating families, where we shared small tales of family life, good days, and very often, bad. Over the years I’ve grown less and less comfortable with sharing details of those days beyond the went there, drew this, enjoyed game. I don’t talk about tantrums (not even mine 😉 ) although I do quite cheerfully spread the innermost workings of my mind across these pages.
Now I’m using instagram as my social network, my friend place, but I do miss the blog world. The village of blogs. Where everybody knew your name (wanders off singing).
Creatively speaking, what do you want to be? What does what you share say about you? What do you want it to? (You can think of that as a prompt if you want to, circling people.)






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