I like to play with photo prompts on Instagram
and this week one of those prompts was upside down.
Birds at Fountain Lake here in Richmond.
So I flipped this photo
and something about the birds flying into the bottom corner made my brain buzz
(and maybe made me feel a tad dizzy.)
Pipeline walk in downtown Richmond.
As much as I get a certain routine comfort in knowing I can plant myself on the couch in front of the TV at night,
eat the same salad,
make the same gluten-free chocolate chip cookie dough (oh the burden),
or walk the same pipeline,
crackling synapses can be pretty cool.
Virginia Beach Pier
And oh how I crackled (and snapped and popped) at the feedback I got from the story I’m working on now.
Let’s just say I had to remove a couple of “pier legs”.
But the structure is way better.
Thanks to a new perspective.
Pickett’s Charge at Gettysburg National Military Park
Wishing you a Happy Tuesday!
And Happy National Odometer Day (thinking about this holiday oughta keep your brain fires stoked).
What’s got your brain firing and crackling?
I love how even the tiniest of discoveries can uplift
Tiny turtle power.
We discovered this little guy on the Greensprings trail in Williamsburg, VA.
And just last weekend I left the house and saw this:
The cherry blossom trees are blooming!
It seemed like they bloomed overnight.
(Much like my kids.)
We also found Edvard Munch’s Scream in the James River. Can you see it?
Oh and he’s in this doodle too.
Here’s some chocolate.
Did you know that you can put the chocolate on the inside of the strawberry?!
Oh the freedom,right?
Hey, look at me doodling on the definition of writing. 😉
I have to say I could’ve done without this discovery when I walked in the door at work last week:
Dummy at work.
Note: Mannequins are not a typical sight in a library office.
Hey, after this surprise, who needs coffee?
But back to a slightly lower level of adrenaline,
I got the proofs of the illustrated covers that I designed for my Chasing Normal series
and I discovered I’m pretty excited with the way they’re turning out!
What have you discovered lately?
Today at the library where I work, a patron read my name tag and then asked if I’d been brought in for St. Patrick’s day.
All Coleens must pass a rigorous mascot training. It’s not enough to have the Gaelic name or the Irish heritage.
There’s tons of other factors. Other (mostly) Irish things about me that are maybe not so obvious.
I eat St. Patty’s Day themed treats.
(Although, I also do the same for most other holidays.)
I doodle Shamrocks.
I make friends with mules.
Now, I don’t think Hamilton (of Meadow Farm) is actually Irish, but he’s silly and stubborn. And silly and stubborn are traits that are very dominant in my Irish family.
So… let’s call Hamilton mostly Irish.
I married this guy. He’s not Irish either, but we met on St. Patrick’s day 25 years ago.
So again, mostly Irish (especially when you factor in that he’s also stubborn and silly).
So many factors. It’s not easy being green.
Do you celebrate St. Patrick’s Day? What is Irish (or mostly Irish) in your life?
Wishing you miles of smiles!