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Oh, she thought, how horrible it is that people have to grow up-and marry-and change! January 9, 2013. If you enjoyed the Reading with RJ posts that Rachel and I wrote while reading. You should check out readingchallenge. In it, some colleagues and I will be blogging about what we read throughout the year. If you will be blogging about what you read this year, let me know, and I will put you on the Reading Challenge blogroll.
And she said, Mostly young girls. What? Besides that, it is post-apocalyptic in nature, which tends to draw almost everyone in. All of this was before I read the book.
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in. Friday, January 2, 2015. Wednesday, December 31, 2014. Seems like this past month has had its share of grey days, with some snow now and then. Saturday, November 1, 2014. Railroad Tracks by the River. My new toy is a slide scanner that I am having fun with this week. Monday, September 1, 2014. Thursday, August 7, 2014.
or if your group or organization would like me to bring this workshop to you. 1 A book that you feel comfortable painting over. 3 Magazines and photos or copied photos to collage with. 4 a sketchbook or notebook. Creative Journal Expressive Arts info.
I sit here for the 1,000th time, working on my trusted computer for what is to be the final culmination of my work over the past 22 months of graduate school. I invite you to view my portfolio blog, a documentary of sorts that captures my journey from student to professional.
Monday, December 10, 2007. T, WHAT DO I DO NOW? Dreams are very different from reality. they can be whatever we want them to be. But when they work their way into the world of form, they have to contend with our fears. WHAT is going on? IT has been truly. Thursday, June 28, .
Tuesday, May 29, 2007. Heading Home from El Rocio. The trip home from Mission was as long and utterly exhausting as I imagined it would be. The morning of my departure was cool and rainy. The clouds teased at rain all week but waited until the mood at El Rocio. I soaked in the palm trees and the tropical bird sounds and the smell of pasteurized grapefruit until the right bus finally came. Soon I was at the main bus terminal. Spanish blared from the overhead speakers from time to time.