8220;She has to do it for herself. Two days ago was Tuesday. But wow has so much shifted. Mentally, physically, etc. Loss of motivation, loss of any fight, not an ounce of purpose. And the weirdest thing was, for a split second, I envisioned myself being healthy. Da boy gave me this. Through the power of word.

Photography, Confessions, and Various Forms of Wittiness. I started my 365 project in January of last year, and then got overwhelmed and stopped. Because granted, some of them were crappy. But I think I was trying to hard and forgot why I was doing it. I did it to challenge myself and get a little better at photography, but then it became more of a chore. My Epiphany of the Day.

Genuine food learnt from generations of women. Journeys, stories and pictures. One also learns the value of time when creating food items from scratch. I have also learnt and enjoyed following master baker Celia- at Fig Jam Lime Cordial.

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Lucky enough to make it, we were then merked by three to four overhead waves in a row. Was that fun? Maybe Was that exciting? The competition capped our four-day surf camp. A twenty minute session was judged on only whitewash waves in several categories; length of wave rode, tricks performed on the wave and poise on the wave.