The Sunday Post: Changing Seasons

Today seems like a good day to get back to basics and one of the primary objectives of this blog: to share photographs, get creative, and participate in the online blogging community. This also helps me stay off social media for a while so I don’t add to my growing sense of woe and frustration….

Need a fix? Let me introduce you to my endorphin connections.

I wrote this earlier this summer about a wonderful, local, family-owned small business, that I can’t imagine what I would do without. Friendships made, confidence gained, and pounds lost. I learned today that they have to close the studio and they are currently looking for a new venue for their Zumba classes. I’m re-posting this…

It’s all about attitude

For my last Writing 101 assignment I’m supposed to write about my most prized possession: the thing I treasure. It’s taken me three days to figure out exactly what that is. My first impulse was to write about my camera. I can’t imagine life without a camera. Whether it’s my expensive Nikon DSLR or my…

Just keep writing

Writing 101, Day Nineteen It’s day nineteen of my Writing 101 challenge and today’s homework assignment is to write 400 words on whatever comes to mind, without thinking about it too much or worrying about whether anyone will like it or if it’s any good. For some reason, this has turned out to be my…

Evicted

Writing 101, Day Eighteen Ashley’s always telling me to mind my own business, but that’s probably ‘cause she hates it when I listen in on her phone calls. “Katie, I can hear you breathing I know it’s you. Hang up now or I’m telling Mom you’re spying on me again.” Boy would she be surprised…

Foolish Fears

Writing 101, Day Seventeen The roller skates are just sitting there, empty, at my feet. My friends roll past me, laughing. Are they mocking me? The guy I like stops at my side, trying to coax me out on the floor. But there I sit, on the sidelines, watching them all go by. The room…

Friendships Lost and Found (Part III)

Writing 101, Day Sixteen – Serial Killer Part III (Part I, Part II) It was years ago now. I remember my daughter was still a toddler so it was almost twenty years ago, but H and I did meet up again. My memory isn’t what it used to be, but I think it may have been…