there was something so familiar in sitting down and easily having that title flow through my fingers as the starting off point for, yet again, another long awaited hello. i’m trying to decide if my writing should be blog posts or newsletters or both… and when it comes down to it, i just need to write – it doesn’t matter what form or platform or how long even. but if i have preference, i think i’ve decided it’s to be on a platform i at least have control over. so blog posts and newsletters it shall be! i think i may even turn some of my old instagram captions into posts.
anyways, it always seems to be so long in between my posts that i’m not sure where to take these rambly tangents. where to begin.
our beloved Tut passed away in august. it was difficult going through old photos of him, finding which one to print and hang in our home. a smile would cross my face remembering a time i had forgotten about but that was brought back because of the photograph. then a wave of sadness would hit as i’d come across a different photograph. the years he was with us were enough to call him a chapter in our lives and he’ll be greatly remembered and lovingly missed.
months would pass and a friend would point us in the direction of a dog named Turbo who was looking to be adopted. let me tell you first off, i am not a dog person. i thought i could just get a dog and say i’m a dog person, but no – dogs are a different beast than cats. i grew up with whatever strays found their way to our home and for the most part, they were cats. my dad grew up with Beagles, all of which ended up succumbing to the nearby road he grew up on and i just don’t think he wanted my brother and i to have to go through the same emotional turmoil that he went through, therefore, no pets of our own growing up. but hey, that’s just my theory.
Turbo is a great addition to our family and his name, well, it suits him. he’s very active! he’s also protective and kind to the kids but wow do i wish he listened more. i see myself searching dog training videos on youtube in my future. the annoyance i feel for a dog, a big dog, near the dinner table is something fierce. maybe it’s just that i can hear the pitter patter of his feet on the laminate floor and knowing that all he’s thinking when he’s circling the table is “drop food drop food drop food.”
it needs to stop.
and the poop and hair – wow. i thought cat hair was bad! i thought changing the litter was bad! again, maybe it’s that he’s just a big dog in general, but i was just not expecting the sheer, volume, of what was to come. he makes up for it by bringing such joy to our family though and adding an extra level of fitness to our life that wouldn’t otherwise be there. Tut was a wonderful companion, but he wasn’t so stoked on walks around the block.
Seeds were started early enough in the basement this year that I believe i’ll be able to successfully say that a lot of the vegetables that grow in my garden this year were started from seed rather than transplants from the local garden centre. i did join the local horticultural group though and am excited for the second year at participating in their plant exchange and sale. who knows what will end up in my garden thanks to a local gardener! the conversations that start from such a simple exchange of plants is wonderful.
I’ve been writing a lot – most mornings if I can get my head off the pillow and most evenings before my head wants to hit the pillow again. I talk about my method of writing in some of my newsletters. Have you signed up yet? I’ve also been doing newsletters for the family business, Workshop Supply. With a subscriber list of over 5000+ folks, they receive content that’s relevant to the products Workshop Supply sells and geared towards makers, woodworkers and DIYers.
Considering I might have some fun news to share in the coming months, I’d suggest you sign up to receive my own Little Siddall Studios newsletters to your inbox if you haven’t already. I’ve put two links below to sample newsletters if you’re curious to check them out before signing up. Sign Up links are below the samples.