Adventures in Imperfection

Thanks For Keeping Me Going

The hills, they lie.   Whether you’re a runner, a biker, a walker, or human being trying to muddle through life, the hills can reach up and grab you with their dirt, gravel,or asphalt arms. They choke you with an alternative reality and can convince you that you’re: slow old fat out of shape out… Continue reading Thanks For Keeping Me Going

Adventures in Imperfection · Inspirational People

In-Your-Face Gratitude

An attitude of gratitude – a catchy phrase singing in my brain this morning. A song set on repeat that won’t go away unless I address it. Not that I would ever want that song to go away. I had been working on story #2 – the sequel to the tomato mayhem posted last week,… Continue reading In-Your-Face Gratitude

Adventures in Imperfection

Attack of the (marriage) Killer Tomatoes

A few years ago, my boss introduced a fascinating book to our small group – StrengthFinders 2.0. The general concept was that humans spend too much time trying to improve upon our weaknesses instead of sharpening our skills in areas where each individual has the most talent. My co-workers and I took an intensive, validated test… Continue reading Attack of the (marriage) Killer Tomatoes

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Miles Away and Free Fallin’

It would have been easier to stay inside. Chain my legs to the desk and motor on. It would have been normal or even acceptable to complain about the falling temperatures and how the 1-2 inches of snow were wreaking havoc with my plan to run outside. I run year-round, all-weather, but fifteen degrees makes… Continue reading Miles Away and Free Fallin’

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Capturing a Light that Leaves Too Soon

For three seconds on the shortest of days, this morning’s sky held the hue of a painter’s palate smeared in pink, mauve, orange, and purple. In the periphery from my desk, I could see what looked like a sky on fire brushed with splashes of native grass and high line wires. I need my camera were… Continue reading Capturing a Light that Leaves Too Soon

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The Cards We’re Dealt

“Think of the life you have lived until now as over and, as a dead man, see what’s left as a bonus and live it according to Nature. Love the hand that fate deals you and play it as your own, for what could be more fitting?” ~~Marcus Aurelius, Meditations, 7.56-57 Quoted from The Daily… Continue reading The Cards We’re Dealt

Adventures in Imperfection

A Little Lost, A Little Found

“Getting lost was not a matter of geography so much as identity, a passionate desire, even an urgent need, to become no one and anyone, to shake off the shackles that remind you who you are, who others think you are.” ― Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost   Rusty barbed wire lines… Continue reading A Little Lost, A Little Found

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Nature’s Geometry: An Introduction to Phi Pattern Paradise

“I wonder at the starry pattern in the sky Are they little pieces of moon which want to fly..?” ― Munia Khan *~*~*~*~* Calculus, algebra, and trigonometry. In high school, these were the subjects I was told (and believed) I would never master. Though my mind migrated to right-brain dalliances, I took every advanced math… Continue reading Nature’s Geometry: An Introduction to Phi Pattern Paradise

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Waking from a Summer Slumber

What angel wakes me from my flowery bed? ~~Tatiana from A Midsummer’s Night Dream by William Shakespeare September~~A month with diary pages written in the charcoal smudge from burning brush piles and a pen pocked with pollen from goldenrod and ragweed. This morning’s words are courtesy of a 4:37 a.m. itch to both get up… Continue reading Waking from a Summer Slumber

Adventures in Imperfection · The Braveheart Chronicles

Me, Jo March, and a Stumble into Grace

*I like good strong words that mean something… I read Little Women in third or fourth grade, and have been channeling Jo March ever since. *Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as she expressed it, writing away at her novel… Continue reading Me, Jo March, and a Stumble into Grace