Snippets of SnapDragon

Happy New Year, Dear Reader.

. . .

It’s rather unlike me, to have waited this long for a New Year’s post. You know as well as I do how much I love a fresh start.

Yet here I am, on the 19th day of 2023, typing a blog post with both thumbs on my iPhone. Teeth unbrushed. Slight headache pinch. Toy Story whimsically playing in the background.

. . .

Now it’s two days later, and here my thumbs are again. More coffee. More bare feet across bamboo floors.

I took an hour for some quiet the other day. I laid down in our guest room, and after closing my eyes for awhile decided to paw through one of my Frida Kahlo books. Gisèle Freund, a photographer, stayed with her and Diego Rivera in 1950, capturing the quirks and wonders of their life, their home. A visitor of Mexico, she described it as a place “where nothing is mediocre or insignificant”.

That gave me great pause.

Nothing mediocre or insignificant.

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Time is like this elusive fairy-beast, that flutters and flaps and eventually stumbles into forgotten lamplight.

The days—the months—the years—are just little boxes on a calendar. 24 hours, seven days, 52 weeks, 12 months. Again.

I rub my eyes, pull my hair into a ridiculous bun, and smile as my daughter wobbles her first feeble steps.

On and on.

. . .

SnapDragon is a mother, teacher, and vivid nighttime dreamer.

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