Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Wednesday, March 5
INTO THE LIGHT
My neighbors had an old, ailing, tree removed yesterday. It was a towering creation, that must have taken a hundred years or more to grow. It was dying, and its huge decaying limbs were a danger to the many houses in its vicinity. But it was actually shocking to see how quickly it was removed, with only a neat pile of woodchips left behind. Requiscat in Pace.
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I have been meaning to mention this award from the Shameless Lions Writing Circle for several weeks now. The small print says "A Roar for Powerful Words!" Many thanks to Mad Silence for nominating me.
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