All posts filed under: Blogging and Writing

The 100 word day.

Fog. Run. Breathe. Key. Shoe. Four. Miles. Strong. Balance. Stretch. Smoothie. Banana. Strawberries. Frozen. Coffee. Frothy. Chat. Phone. Jewelry. Questions. Ideas. Opportunities. Thoughts. Walk. Friends. Missouri. Botanical. Gardens. Sunshine. Blue. Skies. Sunscreen. Forgot. Shoulders. Free. Proof. Irises. Colours. Delicate. Peonies. Petals. Pinks. Beautiful. Japanese. Gardens. Koi. Kids. Compliment. Hair. Thanks! Photos. Lots. Focus. Light. Bright. Grasses. Sheep. Concrete. Lunch. Decisions. Bakery. Patisserie. Olio. Old. Gas. Station. Trout. Burned. Bread. Deliberate. Fancy. Storm. Rain. Hail? No. Wind. Warnings. Puddles. Running. Home. School. Clay. Done. Pleased. Beads. Fired. Glaze. Success. Wearing. Kneading. Dough. Pizza. Sticky. Smooth. Art. Show. Tonight. Proud. Mum. Sleep.

One Hundred Words for a Warm Day in July.

Walking. Deer. Woodland. Library. Curry. Cauliflower. Magazines. Cooking. Pizza. Water. Slide. Swimming. Humid. Making. Lemon. Balm. Music. Books. Grey. Neon. Water. Mud. Workout. TRX. Sweaty. Phone. Mandala. Strawberries. Face. Train. Jigsaw. Puzzle. Warm. Photographs. Glass. Pens. Pencils. Drawing. Recipes. Shopping. Slicing. Reading. Crochet. Yarn. Wool. Miles. Roasting. Eggplant. Aubergine. Flower. Fruit. Vegetable. Laundry. Smells. Oil. Blog. Words. Writing. Thinking. Planning. Green. Orange. Food. Calories. Counting. Pool. Giant. Cool. Kids. Mine. Fun. Busy. Tea. Coffee. Frothy. Sunglasses. Sunscreen. Sun. Tarot. Owl. Nature. Magical. Rain. Watering. Growing. Plants. Soil. Dry. Screens. Light. Sleep. Texts. Talking. Chatting. Learning. Wondering. Hiccups. Snoring. Dog. Floor. Thanks to Susannah Conway for the idea for a 100 word blog post.

Practise practise practise.

  Practice or practise? Just as I figure out the difference, I read that practice can be used for the verb and the noun here in the States. I think I will play my British card here and still use the different spellings or the next thing I know I will be calling yams – sweet potatoes and tortoises -turtles. Language is a funny thing isn’t it, how it gets changed even when we are speaking the ‘same’ language. Anyway, I was thinking about practising some drawing and how much I should practise and how long for and then the question which holds me back more than any popped up – Why? I have a strange relationship with practising something, anything. I am happy to do it, but look at it as a waste of time, maybe not so much a waste but I unconsciously limit the amount of time I allow myself to draw or crochet or learn Photoshop (the last one is on my to do list…). It took me literally two years …

‘I like’ Fridays

Here are some things I have been reading on the interweb this week, I hope you like them. There is a great post here at She Who Rambles  about faraway family which I could relate to as all of my wonderful family are in the UK.  We need a portal to whizz us all around the world for a cup of tea and a biscuit whenever we need!  If you are working on such a device, please let me have a go first. Got boys in your house?  Or do you just fancy making some cool crafty things?  All your needs are catered in this piece by Tiny Rotten Peanuts.  I want to make the vellum igloo, the Fart Noise Maker and a handful of dollar jet fighters if you want to help me. That Summer Feeling carries on the adventures of Quinoa and her ‘life journey’, I don’t miss a week and nor should you. I found Humblebee and Me which is full of DIY beauty ideas and she is so generous with her …

‘I like’ Fridays.

This week there are lots of things to like, especially that the sun is out and the snow is melting, we are looking at Springlike temperatures over the weekend and into next week!  Here are some of the things I have been liking  – The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins.  This is a book I want to keep picking up even just to snatch a page here and there.  A page turner for sure! Watercolour painting.  I haven’t painted in years, so I treated myself to some brushes and paints and I am about to embark on the watercolour class over at Creative Bug.  I have lots of ideas, now I just need to get the brush on the paper!  I think watercolour painting is so pretty, colours all seem to look beautiful, I can’t wait to get started. Lettering.  My ongoing love for hand lettering seems to get more fired up every day.  The March ‘Girl Fifteen Letters‘ challenge is going well, we are up to the letter F already.  Lots of …

‘I like’ Fridays.

This week I am liking lots of things, the arctic weather we are having is not one of them! Check out this fab post about making your very own font from Tiny Rotten Peanuts.  I am going to give this a go this weekend. There are some good t shirts for Red Nose Day this year, my Mum is sending me the Matthew Williamson ‘Do my Feathers Look Big in This?’  one, because I am spoiled! I am still having a blast with the Tinkersketch challenge, I might just finish the month! There is a plan in my brain to do my own personal challenge through March – a hand lettering practice.  You should join in too!  More info next week (when I have figured it out…) The book I am reading is a really good one – Ella and Otto and Russell and James by Emma Hooper. I have been obsessively making this bread which just needs throwing together the night before.  Perfect for weekend breakfast. What have you been liking this week?  Lots …

The Diaries of a Teenage Me.

I kept a diary from when I was 13 years old until my thirties and sparodically to the present day. I planned a post this week about how my eldest is now 13 and how I have a record of my teens in the form of my diaries. Well, I am sorry to disappoint, but it was too horrendous. Looking back on my 13-14 year old self captured for all eternity in the pages of an Alice in Wonderland Secret Diary (with a lock), it was too awful. I can hardly bear to read the teenage angst and general nonsense  I wrote. Just awful. Only a few years from the first entries when I was about 15 or 16, it became a mite more readable for me, and I found lots of stuff I could not remember, not even when I read it, no recollection of a trip or an encounter with another person.  I thought reading about an event would take me right back to it (thankfully not in many cases!).  I realise that …