Fresh off the loom;
Diamond Painting is the new meditation.
By the way, it was pretty today, though cold. But snow is expected tonight in an hour. Crazy ‘Spring’ weather.
Category: Blogging
Found on Facebook. True story! It has been constantly snowing, sometimes sticking, always windy. And cold!
I lowered my goal for CampNaNo. 25k instead of 50k. Now I have less pressure and more fun ahead.
How is it Saturday already?
How is it I didn’t realize it was AtoZ April?
How is it I can’t do anything I’m supposed to do but spending so much energy and time on everything but my tasks?
Well, three days behind on writing. But…
Slipper one at heel stage. Tomorrow slipper two heel.
Okay. Not to be hard on myself. Even though I had dilated eyes I opened a speech-to-text app. I talked out some memories to add to my project. Certainly not enough, but something.
Next task is yWriter and writing. Two and a half days of writing tonight. But how?
Tomorrow my assessment for cataract surgery in Bend. Posting here will rely on how much vision I have after getting my eyes dilated. Needless to say, I’m nervous and excited.
A walk completed on the Spring day in the week of seasons.
Snow yesterday, pleasant today, 80 tomorrow, back to snow Monday.
The biggie is my CampNano. I am still in the years of vague memories. Though today I’ll move into my seventh year. Word count is 5,407. As soon as I post the blog I’ll get busy writing more. It is different writing memories as opposed to imagination.
So walking was walking at home. The wind was so bad there is no way it can be healthy to breathe a sky that looks like this.
Even so this happened:
And a quick word count for my CampNano memoir. 4,465. I still need another 800 before bed. So far, it’s fun. But the project and I are still young. LOL! And back to it!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “tip.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Have fun!
Sometimes I have to look at my life. As I am writing my memories, I realize mine tip in the direction of love. Lots of love.
We are still walking. It’s become a part of our daily story. Above is one of the scenes we see. We went this way today.
We went straight until we heard the prompt say it was a mile. Then turned around.
So coming around back towards our street a neighbor came out to talk to us. She was concerned about a dog in a house closer to us. It seemed tangle in chains. They had tried to give the dog water as the chain was keeping the dog standing and unable to reach food or water.
The dog owner had been suffering from a stroke so none of us knew where he was.
We reported it to the sheriff looking for a welfare-check for the dog’s owner. My brother and husband untangled the chain and brought the dog here to chain in our front yard.
Anyway, that walk was short for milage but long on story.
I’ve set up my yWriter7 for my memoirs. CampNano started today. I think my goal is a little too high, 50k. My imagination is good for that. But real life? I can already see it will be a bit of a psychological trip but to get to nuggets to share I need to walk in the mully grubs.
In other news…
Now back to the mully grubbing.
Darswords 
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