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I didn’t fill our Staycation sketchbook, so am continuing it with sketches on our days off. Jai is doing better with his IBS (carrageenan in wet cat food), but there are changes that will be with him as long as … Continue reading
My beloved Jai has been ill. Terrible diarrhea and finally diagnosed with IBS — irritable bowel syndrome. This is a TERRIBLE ordeal for the little guy — Montezuma’s revenge 8-12 times a day, always hungry (it masks as hunger), losing … Continue reading
Kamala is her daddy’s girl. She’d like to see me gone, and makes that known. She also has a huge fascination with my sketch bag, and sticks her head in it whenever she can. I’m not happy with the overall … Continue reading
Mitchell brought me a leaf that caught his eye. It was wet and bright, and I took a picture to paint it later. Then I liked the look as it aged a bit and had a grey dappled cast. I … Continue reading
What happened in Beirut and Paris is horrifying, and then, how the USA politicians ran with it even before bodies had been counted was disgusting. These words by Warsan Shire moved me, and I hope she is fine with me … Continue reading
A lot of my journal about our time off are simple pages that form a background for my journaling; many are private, but some are like this, simple sweet memories of us watching the crows fly home at night. Inked … Continue reading
Is there anything cooler than an old truck? It brings back memories of my baby brother’s blue truck, of my grandparents ranch and their Grange friends, of riding in the back of my middle brother’s truck with my arms around … Continue reading