I think it’s my Gen X genes that make me think fondly of potpourri. It was a display staple made up of colourful, perfumed mixes of dried pinecones, twigs, flowers, and botanicals, displayed in various bowls and urns. Country kitchen design choices had a moment across most of North America during the nineteen-eighties, especially in urban areas. In my opinion, we develop a lot of … Continue reading It’s Potpourri Time
A former writing professor of mine once mentioned to our class that keeping a notebook on hand at all times was a great habit for those who like to play with words and thoughts to adopt. We tend not to remember as well as we planned those important random thoughts we enthusiastically commit to memory in the moment. Or perhaps that’s a “me” thing. I … Continue reading Fall Cleaning and Deep Thoughts
I don’t like living in big emotions, especially the negative ones, but unfortunately, I tend to ruminate. I get stuck in my thoughts and feels, and I forget how to find my way out. Unfortunately, if the exit is unavailable, maladaptive coping mechanisms come back to the fore right damn quick. Some people respond more positively to life’s slings and arrows, or so it seems … Continue reading Run Fast From the Feelings – a journal joint
Sugar is a scary thing I added sugar to the last of the blackberries I bought at Lepp’s – they’re a smidge bitter – when a memory hit me. We used to head out to the field/school yard behind the house in the summer months to pick blackberries when I was young, we being my parents and two brothers. Once the various ice cream buckets … Continue reading Blackberry thoughts – a journal joint
