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Living Wild in the Carneddau

Tired of the noises and the dirt and the slime of civilisation, for a long time now I’ve been seeking somewhere I can retreat to. The answer as to where I can retreat to is obvious, those mountains to the west of me, in the far north of Wales, between Ogwen and the sea… The Carneddau. 1,558 more words

Postcard Of The Week


There is something to be said living in the peace and quiet of the Northwoods. But the birds and breeze is all I hear.

I like it that way.


The meaner you get, the meaner you get: pushing back on my scarcity mindset with a little help from Brene Brown and some primitive skills experts

I’m sitting up until midnight to try and register my kid for the last remaining spot in pre-school swimming lessons at Meadow Park. I’m a non-resident, so I have to wait until all Whistler residents get their pick of the spring programs, and I’ve watched as the spots slowly filled up with a vague sense of panic, anxiety and disgruntlement – a combo pack of emotions that I have come to know as a Scarcity Attack. 755 more words

Lisa Richardson

I don't paint...

I don’t paint what people expect,  I paint what my heart yearns to express. Some are born to play it safe, others are born to live it wild. 112 more words

Inky's Muse