quick rant on latest trending panic

back
when i was on the fringe
for homeschooling
my children
people would ask
with accusation in their tone
“but how will your children
be socialized?”
& i would tell them
easily
in every day
interactions
with other people…
the hypocrisy
does not
escape me
that these same people
are telling me now
keep my kids at home!
mask them!
keep your distance!
as i am shamed
for letting my kids
have those ever
still pertinent
social
interactions.

why are we letting our children be turned into socially deprived, immunocompromised neurotics?
i worry even more about our future. i am not worried about covid19…i am worried about how our reaction to it is damaging generations to come.

another art journal page inspired by my talking to the city council about re-opening our parks in this remote community with zero cases of covid.

family

the family
we are blessed with
following us
from cradle to grave
the family
we are cursed with
taking from us
all
that we are
making us
all
that we are
the family we choose
the family we turn to
when our family
of origin
turns
toxic
is blood
really that much thicker
than
friendship?
i find i much prefer
the family i made
to the family
that made me.

this is another page after a stressful visit from my sister.
can we just skip the rest of this year?

running to you

journal entry about dusty.
we have been getting along so well, that i now feel sad when he leaves…& not sad like, “i wish things could have been different” but sad like i’m missing him & wishing he could stay.
so weird.
we have had our ups & downs & on & offs…but they always followed the same destructive pattern.
this time really truly is different. i’m not just saying that to try to convince myself it is true.

coincidentally, today would be our 17th wedding anniversary if i weren’t so good at divorcing people.

thoughts on the false apostle

this is based on a journal page from a few months back…. i did it on watercolor paper with bamboo pen & ink brush…

i’m trying to sell art…plus i have a book or two coming out soon…i am trying to make myself more professional & all that jazz…so i upgraded my website. the problem is, i am not at all web savvy.
any suggestions?
anyone know what to do to put my desk in order? (so to speak)

let’s all drink to the death of a turkey

my family lost a friend today.
he was the only livestock we did not sell when we left our illinois homestead.
a turkey named hamlet.
he survived three thanksgivings & died roaming free in the hills of wisconsin within warbling distance of his wild cousins.
he was a good turkey.
he will be missed.

(on a more personal note, hamlet was the only male in recent history to find me sexy…but that is a story for another day)

good night, sweet prince

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