a beet walks into a bar…

Okay, so maybe you’ve heard that one before, but how about this one? How does a beet beat the heat? It strips down! (okay, okay….put the tomatoes down, please !) 😀 But sometimes, it’s fun to look at the same thing on different days and see how it presents itself to you in different ways.

the postcard project

On my list of favourite things, personal challenges rank high. I don’t like when people challenge me to do something because invariably, I become nervous, then overthink it and end up messing up. But challenging myself? Yes, please! Everyday YWA challenge? Absolutely! Setting a timer for seven minutes then seeing how fast I can unpack…

chewy dumpling soup

Every culture has a dish that is a careful blend of ingredients and / or a demonstration of technique or skill. Curries, paella, roti or machboos, bouillabaisse and sushi – all fit into these 2 categories. Some dishes even require a blend of different items to create a single ingredient which is then used to…

afternoon rain

blue-grey afternoons hungry thunder, a heavy iron barrel rolling in the sky rain bathes dust awaycolours wake up – emboldened, bright While in the house, dark corners doze,waiting for tomorrow’s light

remember to fight

Doesn’t it feel like lately we’re living in a dystopian world? Humans have gotten so creative about the different forms of ‘ugly’ and hate we’ve been able to come up with – all intending to take power away from someone else. We’ve  really outdone ourselves. [Insert “slow clap” for us humans at this point.]   Sexism, racism, ageism…

junk-mail! why? why? why?

Ever notice when you return from holiday, just how much junk mail is waiting for you? Like you can wallpaper all your rooms, and if you were looking for a fun crafting project, there’d still have enough paper left over to make a full-scale papier-mache blue whale. It probably feels like you’re drowning in flyers…

who’s right?

There’s a rooster that lives across the arroyo.  There’s something a little off about him, though.  Before you think I’m being mean, let me explain.  It’s 7:24 pm as I write this, and he’s still crowing as heartily as if it were the crack of dawn. He starts crowing at around 5:30 am, like roosters…

slow down

Don’t you sometimes feel like this? When this guy slows down, what does it feel like?Is it relief or simply more stressful that things just aren’t getting done? Maybe, this bug thinks she’ll enjoy life after everything’s been taken care of. After the kids are raised. After that next promotion. After retirement. But how about…

dreams in yellow

our fat orange moon in an indigo skyhanging so low, from my hammock, my toes poke holes in it petrichor and heavy clouds floating bypuddles relax on grey pavements from afternoon storms shimmering asphalt, steam rising melted sun dripping down, trails of sweat sliding, sliding yellow, from here to where the eye can see

for no good reason

Certain things make me inexplicably sad. A couple examples? A ‘catch-all’ drawer, for instance.  We all have them in our houses.  (At least I do, and mine is a jungle!) If you have one, it’s probably in the kitchen.  Everything’s in there – from the odd pencil to rubber-bands. From Post-Its, with numbers and scribbled…