welcome back

As the lady spiders welcomed me back into the garden with a stunning display of their craft, I took a quick moment to respect their space and remind myself of the joys of creation which come with the season. If only I could think about grasshoppers in the same fashion. Doubtful.

To continue the learning experience through trial and error, I decided to switch it up a bit while also keeping things familiar to avoid taking on too much at once. While I opened up some vacancy through potting my newer experiments, I used that same opportunity to plant (of course) more peas in the bed. A slightly greedy decision on my part, but one which I have no guilt in relishing.

With a little helper by my side and the sun as my guide, I sense that this season will be filled to the brim with learning experiences.

Thank you lady spiders for the lovely welcome back.



In between puppy talk, website maintenance and the occasional -much required- meditation, we've been mixing things up for Dear Libby this Spring, and I am getting very anxious to share when it's complete. Just to say that is a huge accomplishment in itself, for me. Reluctance? Over thought? Where did I put them, I wonder. Like a set of lost keys I have found new things in the process of searching.

While I really want to avoid becoming redundant on the subject of puppies, I do have to say that Breakfast has taught me such a great deal about myself in just a matter of weeks. From the days where I had no idea what I was doing, wondering if I was going to do the job right, I start to ignore the paranoia more and more each day and just go with the flow.

As I let go of worry and focus on the most natural form of expression that has always flourished in my life while I learn to play and explore my surroundings- with a snorty little friend in tow- I can't express enough how much joy I am filled with these days. To find that level of comfort in my work again, to look at things the way that I once did when my imagination was chalk full of fuel, I couldn't be more grateful for the things I am learning each and every day.


happy bum

Just for fun and a cute little bum. Happy Birthday to me.


20 questions

With my 30th birthday coming tomorrow I thought I'd have just a little bit of fun with the Bernard Pivot questionnaire from Inside the Actor's Studio. Really, it's just a bit of boredom mixed with procrastination, with a side of wanting to keep a little record of who I am on my last day in my 20s.

Q: What is your favorite word?
A: “Coconut milk” for the way it sounds, and “demure” for the mood

Q: What is your least favorite word?
A: “Fairy Tale” in the context of reality and expectations, and “decadent” because it sounds pretentious

Q: What turns you on?
A: Determination

Q: What turns you off?
A: Comparison

Q: What sound or noise do you love?
A: Paper bagged groceries

Q: What sound or noise do you hate?
A: Biting popsicles

Q: What is your favorite curse word?
A: Shit. Because seniors always try not to say it, and it’s just another word for poop

Q: What profession (other than art) would you love to attempt?
A: Something ocean research related, though I’m petrified of the ocean by not knowing what is below me . . . which may be why I chose art!

Q: What profession would you not love to attempt?
A: Health Care. I’m going straight to hell for not wanting to help people. Blood and bodily functions gross me out

Q: If heaven exists, what would you like to hear god say when you arrive at the pearly gates?
A: Grandma’s house is to the left, and we got you new bedding

And so, tomorrow I'll be 30. Just a number much greater than the last.


fluffy bits

While my world is definitely about loving my pets I must write more about what is going on in other parts of the universe. Dear Libby is taking on a more interesting shape that I'm growing anxious to share, once I clear my mind of the fluffy bits.

Yes, puppies are a lot of work!