I’ve been journaling regularly now for over a year and sporadically before that: pen, paper, and text only. I don’t understand journaling like this.
I’ve been journaling regularly now for over a year and sporadically before that: pen, paper, and text only. I don’t understand journaling like this.
I received three new inks today. Can’t wait to try them out.
I’ve recovered from my norovirus attack and am now basking in a cool breeze off a Dunedin fishing pier. #mbfeb
Today is Sunday, a day of rest. I thought I’d post this peaceful sunset over Lake Superior from last September. #mbfeb
Life today is out of balance. Unwell. Hope to be up to snuff tomorrow. #mbfeb
It’s 75°F here in Dunedin Florida. These blankets at the downtown market spell even extra warmth. #mbfeb
About to rise at MSP. #mbfeb
We ran across this odd attachment at Quase Café in Lisbon last spring. #mbfeb
Lake Superior beach. Plain. Simple. #mbfeb
I found this sign in Dublin this fall when visiting. It was in Merrion Square near the statue of Oscar Wilde. Mathematicians are my heroes. #mbfeb
The lull before the Sunday snowblower symphony. #mbfeb
Sunlit is crashing on my phone on startup. Just started today. Anyone else seeing this?
Contrast. Too many here to count. #mbfeb
My Gwen Ifill stamps have arrived!
Science Hall looms above Park Street on the University of Wisconsin campus in Madison WI. #mbfeb
My dear friend, Craig, wrote this plant book. It’s getting quite a good reception. Craig teaches at University of South Florida and St. Petersburg College. You can follow his tales of Florida gardening on his blog: There Were No Fences. #mbfeb
I’m finding that the photos I’m posting for this February challenge are from my everyday life. They’re not art by any means, but tell stories about things or people I encounter that fit the prompt, maybe with a little twist. I think I’ll stay on that track.
This hobonichi techo planner has a cover made from the hide of a goat. #mbfeb
A spot of tea in the mid-afternoon is just what I need. #mbfeb
Catching up on the “classics”. Took a break from The Handmaid’s Tale to read On The Road. I liked Kerouac’s style, so it wasn’t a slog. Interesting in its time I suppose. 📚