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Spinning a Record

I’m having a day off from the world, doing whatever strikes my fancy without working through a To Do list. While the freedom of this is heavenly, it’s not always easy to decide how to spend my time without a list. (Ah, the life of an adult!) First I wrote a list of all the things that I find relaxing, mostly as a reminder to myself when I get stressed out, not as things I…

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Taking a Stab at Coptic Stitch … Again

Here’s my latest creation, a handmade blank journal with a Coptic stitch binding. After taking a class from artist Heidi Jeub to learn how to make these a couple years ago, I made a whole bunch in order to cement the process in my mind. And then I didn’t make any. Until this one. I remembered the procedures for making the signatures and the cover, but that Coptic binding was a tricky one. I managed…

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Olio: December 13, 2015

  Olio: a miscellaneous collection of things — My recent internet findings … I had not heard the terms “trigger warnings” or “microagressions” until the past month. Now I’m seeing the whole phenomenon surrounding me. For a good article that explains both, see “The Coddling of the American Mind” from The Atlantic. South Park has also been exploring the issue in recent episodes with the character P.C. Principal. “i will let go of my darkness when…

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Internet Nostalgia – Bitey of Brackenwood

I was suddenly hit with a fit of Internet Nostalgia the other day. I recalled seeing an animated video online years ago that featured a little yellow blob creature in a beautiful forest. For the life of me, I could not remember the name or anything else about the video but I desperately wanted to see it again. Arrgh! It dawned on me that I had shared a link to this video on my original…

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Purple Petunias to Soothe the Soul

Two days of physical labor preceded by a day that featured me giving a driving/walking tour and I’m bushed. My brain is numb and my muscles are begging for the comfort of bed. I am most assuredly feeling my age. I did manage a first today. After toiling away at hanging insulation and skipping lunch, I ate an entire frozen pizza (heated up, of course) by myself. Time for a soothing photo of purple petunias…

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