Whatever could it Be, coming such great surprise, From lands far away To please fancy fantasy, Developed in happy times? The container gives No clue but from whence it came, And useless guessing For almost anything might Signify the producer. Jewelry, toys, clothes, At affordable prices, Tools, appliances, Fill needs temporarily Providing a range of choice. Without such shipping Many would go without items, Enriching bare days Of impoverishment, lack, Better being than nothing.
As a prompt, take a photograph or create a visual work of art and write something relating to your image or artwork.
A 365 Creativity Project seems daunting initially, and even later, there are times quitting might be more manageable. I did this before with a sizable increase in my creative output than if I did not commit to it. 2020 was a good year in this regard. If you want to produce more work, I recommend building an achievable goal and holding yourself to it.
I am grateful:
I have electronic devices. It was a dry day. Sam’s Club cooks chicken. Music lifts spirits and inspires. Clothes protect and conceal us.
I am still working on the site, watch out for the yellow tape.
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You probably noticed I have been tinkering with the site recently. If you have an opinion, I welcome the input. The theme I had been using so long was retired, and there were things I wanted that it would not do.
Going into the new year, I thought changing things up might serve us well. I am still debating whether to rededicate myself to another 365 days of posting daily. I would love to garner thoughts on this. Ideas and suggestions about what I might do differently or more of; would also be appreciated.
I hope I have made things more user friendly. I came to WordPress when MSN Spaces closed. My blog, Chronicles, goes back to that transfer. Haphazard Creative was a different start when I suffered some tragic losses. Sometimes I regret that I did not just rename and continue with it, but it is too late now. Chronicles was more personal; Haphazard Creative heavily focuses on creativity.
I am not thrilled with some features of the new theme, but it is likable.
It was a difficult time for most, worse for other ones. I struggled with pain and attitude. Rummaged, through my mind for what I might do, came up with a solution. The trick will be if I continue to completion.
I have not done a major mailing of cards since 2010. Then I did so many I have left it be until now. I went to my stash and brought out a plethora of boxes with a variety of Christmas Cards.
The reason I went so long since the last mailing is my personalizations. I use the blank inside page to write a message tailored to my recipient.
2020 is an incredible year. It has been full of fear and unease. Maybe a card will be a welcome diversion. I know writing each one will consume me for a bit.
As a prompt, I encourage you, especially if you feel awash with negativity, to extend your creativity to writing cards or letters to those for whom you care. You need not go to extreme expense; just let others know you care in your own words.
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There on the shelf A constellation of stars, Unwitting cooperation, To be explored in The privacy between Covers, pages, air, space Eyes, brain; finding life, Love, the meaning only Words can capture, present, Gifts, mind to mind, Heart to heart, no matter The years apart and death Or living, chronicles of Everything worth ink Spilled, durable notes. Maybe it is our one Ordinary magic shared Extraordinarily deployed, Fresh as a rosebud, Blushing as a bloom Recreating us, enhancing Our understanding And fostering creativity.
The verdict is in; my Galaxy S8 does not require replacement. The battery has expanded and prised the back apart from the front. My guru can fix it, so that is one colossal expenditure I shall avoid. Thankfully my OtterBox has kept it together thus far. Another week of weirdness should be all the phone gives.
I get the feeling Your hands touching, soothing me Practiced perfectly, My reaction is in kind, Relatively well-balanced.
I cannot tell you I do not know all the words, For his meaning, see.
Love is no vague tale, It is solid as the selves shared With the two of us.
Sometimes you win all, Others you lose more than ought Fortunate are times When you discover graces You never dared to think real.