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My 2013

This past year was full of ups and downs. There were some days where I felt completely grateful and blessed, and others where I cried despairingly and felt broken. Yet I look back at each of these moments and can honestly tell myself that even if I could go back, I wouldn’t change a thing –…

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Seventeen Times

There was an old woman tossed up in a basket Seventeen times as high as the moon Where she was going, I could not but ask it For in her hand she carried a broom “Old woman, old woman, old woman,” quoth I, “O wither, o wither, o wither so high?” “To brush the cobwebs…

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Mercat Boqueria

I spent a very snowy afternoon today finishing this painting I had started a few weeks ago. I had visited Barcelona spring of 2009 and my favourite place by far was the Boqueria Market! I had never before been to such an immense marketplace with so many sights, sounds, and smells. It is just as lively…

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An Italian Carousel

So I went out this last weekend, bought my watercolour supplies, and got right to work! I chose to sketch the merry-go-round in Florence, Italy located in the Piazza Repubblica. This merry-go-round had caught my eye from afar when I was taking a solo stroll  down the street and I just had venture down to…

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Energizer

I miss painting. I think I’m going to pick up some brushes and paints this weekend and just go at it. I am getting so excited just thinking about it. I also plan to catch up on some much neglected reading this weekend. I find I resort to watching TV shows and movies every time…

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I’m Thankful For…

- chinook arches – fall colours – preparing dinner with friends – grandparents – the doggie – mum’s cooking – organic pumpkin pie (with maple walnut ice cream) – movies at home – lying on a sister’s bed and talking or doing nothing – lying on my parents’ bed and talking or doing nothing -…

My lovely housemate.

Heartbreak

I lost a dear friend on Friday. Her name was Gladys. She was a 91 year old lady that I had lived with last year and she was someone I admired for her beautiful heart and spirit. For some reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about her last night and I cried myself to sleep finally…