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The depth of love; part 3

Splatter art? I read an article about a man who used boxing gloves covered in paint to hit canvas. What an amazing idea. As I’m doing a little research about the right way to throw paint? Is there a right way to throw paint? Water (squirt) guns, balloons, hand fulls of paint. I’ve even usedContinue reading “The depth of love; part 3”

The depth of love, part 1

Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time? The craft thoughts are flowing! Typically, I don’t get caught up in Valentine’s Day. The story that I’m working on, Winter Season https://byjolenerice.wordpress.com/2023/09/24/winter-season-2/ page 1, I’m trying to time for Valentine’s Day. My original thought was to paint the heart, inContinue reading “The depth of love, part 1”

Which came first?

The chicken or the egg? Dance or music? Poetry or song?  *Ballet with no music can be ridiculous. ~ Which came first? The tear or duck tape? The rubber or the road? The flat tire or the fix-a-flat? Eggs without bacon can be ridiculous. ~ Which came first? Honey or the bee? The moon orContinue reading “Which came first?”

I Serenade my Sweet

I serenade my sweet. O, how I love thee. Thy scent, divine. The mere thought of you, heaven. ~ Oh, my sweet. Numbers are useless. Words powerless. Expression meaningless. ~ My sweet. My desire. My knees buckle at the thought. My mind looses all direction. ~ Oh, my sweet. I number the days. An eternityContinue reading “I Serenade my Sweet”

Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy: it’s all HER fault.

I just finished listening to the book and it upset me greatly. Before I start, allow me to say that yes, this book was written in a different time. But gee. So here’s the low down. The local preacher tells Tess’s dad that they are descended from a wealthy line of people. Tess’s branch hasContinue reading “Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy: it’s all HER fault.”

An empty love tank

I have discovered, I’m running on fumes. An empty love tank? It’s not all about gloom and dooms. So with myself, I need to be frank. ~ What would fill my empty tank? What traits do I seek from a romance? There are things I’ve learnt from past relationships I can take to the bank.Continue reading “An empty love tank”