As I learn To Read Braille...
As I learn to read braille I think about all those colors my book mentioned, had I been born blind I would find those sentences really boring. I can see fuzzy colors, and I know colors but if I didn't ,well I think about all the ways a writer could describe colors using other senses, I think blue smells of a spring day...or perhaps it feels of a jump in a cold lake, the morning before the sunrise. Dark green could be like fresh spinach ( yes I remember what that tastes like), the smell of a fern or a mossy forest.
I figure you're probably lost with the time lapsed between blogs, well.... my parents are divorced, the mill closed, my brother is married, I have nephews.
For environmental awareness and as a challenge I wore the same grey children's dress from Wool& for 100 days this summer.... It was easy because I am mostly a dress girl.
I attended Camp G.L.O.W. this summer via Zoom which is a Catholic camp for people with disabilities... I wanted to go in person but that wasn't an option.
I got involved with The Love One Another Project and helped with sticker art, also spoke through the internet to a school class and ended up in the Newspaper... 2 different times actually....
Tried to get donations for Patch Adams, yes much has happened.
So I made a lot of friends through the dress challenge and the stickers...
You probably wonder about my health, well it's not the same...but everyday is a new one.
I never know what tomorrow brings but you don't either. So no matter what happens we gotta just keep on rolling onwards .
