crazy makers… a practice

Bumble Bee Motel, Red Cedar Preserve, 2024NO VACANCY My husband thinks I’m nuts. This isn't really news, per se, but he has new reasons for questioning my sanity. I mark this as a sign of growth and ongoing success on my part. The latest cause for his subtle head-shakes is my regular choice of willingly... Continue Reading →

The myth of balance?

Someone recently told me that balance doesn't exist. Balance. As in the thing we're all striving for in our lives. Doesn't exist. I wasn't sure exactly how I felt about it at the time. I wasn't affronted, which might have been a natural reaction given the collection of hours I've amassed in the pursuit of... Continue Reading →

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