Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 5

I visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the memories that...

Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 4

I visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the memories that...

Philadelphia Flower Show 2017

This past weekend I attended the Philadelphia Flower Show. This year’s theme is Holland: Flowering the World. Needless to say there were various bicycles and clogs integrated throughout the designs. That part was a bit expected; however, the creativity of the...

Hip, Hip, Hooray for My Home Office!

A few weeks ago, I wrote about getting back to my fine arts roots and promised to post updates of my progress. Well, I haven’t picked up any pencils or charcoal yet, but I’m happy to report that I have picked up paint brushes. Not the fine arts kind;...

Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 3

I’ve recently visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the...

It’s not all about digital

I spend countless hours sitting in front of a screen. It might be my laptop, my iphone, my tv, or any other number of things that have screens these days. It gets to the point where one might feel that the only way to “be” is on screen. Lately, I’ve...

Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 2

I’ve recently visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the...

Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 1

I’ve recently visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the...

A Day Away with Flowers

This past weekend I attended the 2014 Philadelphia Flower Show with my best friend, Anna. I love spending time with Anna. I love gardening/flowers. I love being inspired by others. I love ME time which is few and far between with my little ones running my schedule. It...
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