Mikki Brisk

    I recently had a spell during which I was in full limbo. Let me be honest and say I put myself there. I made a mistake – publicly. I apologized and understood there would be consequences. Waiting for…

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    I haven’t checked in with the bees for a while and yesterday when I did, it was not good.   When I first encountered the bees a few years ago, I was so smitten. Their hive seemed healthy,…

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    You may not believe this, but I finally finished reading East of Eden by John Steinbeck.   Perhaps you recall a post from the beginning of February, in which I described the impetus for picking the book up…

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    I was going through some old photographs the other day. And when I say photographs, I mean actual, printed-on-Kodak-paper photographs. Remember those?   Anyhoo – this was taken the night of senior prom. I was 18 years old…

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    Yesterday I was inspired to stray from my usual breakfast. I had a craving for avocado, and once I pinpointed the yearning, it was all over but the cutting.   My brain has crossed over to thoughts of…

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    Yesterday I was home, tackling some tasks when my head suddenly drooped and I nearly fell asleep. I did not need a nap, and I wasn’t ill. The homestead had simply gotten a little warm.   I’m a…

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    This weekend Mister and I watched a movie released on the YouTuber. It’s called “Kung Fury” and is a mere 31 minutes in length. (The link is here.) With over 18 million views, I am more than a…

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    I painted this portrait years ago. Only recently did I pull it from a stack of canvases that lean against a wall in our house. When I had a good look at it, I wondered why I’d put…

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    Yesterday I got up early to watch some Wimbledon Tennis and during a commercial break, there was a spot for another competitive “sport” – Cornhole.   I wasn’t sure I’d seen or heard the ad correctly, so Mister…

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    L.A. can be hard. She teases and she tortures. She promises and she robs. She doesn’t always see your worth, and she sure as hell doesn’t always give you what you want.     But every now and…

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