Holidays

Turning the Page to 2026

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It’s not much more than that, really, is it? Turning a page? But there is some kind of magical idea that everything can change at the stroke of midnight on December 31st. Hmmm … I like magic.

I prefer not to make New Year’s resolutions, but I do like taking time to reflect on the year gone by, and thinking about what I’d like to see in my own life going forward.

Read along. Some of these might be for you, too.

In 2026, I would like to … (in no particular order)

  • spend less time on anything that doesn’t feed and enrich my heart, my soul, my life’s purpose
  • gain more clarity on exactly what my life purpose is at this point in time so I can make some meaningful contribution to life here on Earth
  • continue to accept that I am always exactly where I’m supposed to be, no matter what it sometimes feels like
  • release more self-limiting beliefs
  • better acknowledge my gifts and talents, and face my fears
  • find/spend more time with people who truly “get” me
  • let go of what no longer serves me, and be OK with it
  • Trust

Do any of these work for you? Have an addition or two? Your thoughts are always welcome.

I hope 2026 brings you beautiful and wondrous things. You deserve all the good. Happy New Year.

Getting By in the Holiday Busy-ness

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How are you getting by? There always seems so much to do and not enough time to do it.

No matter how early you start, or how much you think you have done, it still all starts running together in no time. Have you found the secret to keeping it all together when it seems like it will never get done in time?

Here are two time-tested ways that help me get through – #1 Charlie and #2 Coffee. Yup, my trusty Chemex and organic decaf, BUT … with 20% of some yummy caf.

A cuddle that’s just waiting for me, and a thermos of Joe for the day makes that Christmas to-do list just a little bit more do-able.

How about you?

May I Be Shameless for A Moment?

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As in … may I show you some of my artwork?

I’m always of the mind to bring something of value to those who stop in to my blog. You know, a little something to think about or inspire you or put a smile on your face.

In that vein, how about some art featuring animals, our fellow travelers on this journey?

The holidays are an extremely busy time for anyone who has a business of any type, but especially we small business owners who have a whole lot to get ready for Christmas shoppers. That includes photography, scanning, writing, posting, etc. And … marketing … telling people we exist.

So here I am.

I’ve gone a new route in my Etsy shop. Once devoted to French Bulldog art alone, my shop now offers prints and giclee prints, original art, cards, and, of course, my children’s book signed to the person of your choice. My artwork has been published in magazines for decades – someone should have that original art or print hanging on their wall. Might it be you?

Up top, my new carousel horse card, bringing back the magical memories so many have of riding these stunning horses, and just a couple of the prints currently in store. Much more is available and I’m adding daily. Please come by and take a look.

Shamelessly yours,
Jeanne

Walk with Me …

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Autumn is settling in, the leaves are crispy underfoot, and the sparkle on the river is courtesy of a sun meeting the trees a little earlier each day. Come walk with me …

The path to the river is thick and overgrown with the remains of summer. It’s just a step over the old, forgotten railroad tracks and through barely matted weeds to the crest overlooking the river’s edge.

Greens become burgundy and slowly drape over a slate walkway.

A faceless wraith overlooking the road to the bridge.

Late afternoon shadows fall across dried leaves, grass, and the road, which runs parallel to the river.

Froggy statuary graces a small garden spot. I am tipping my hat to Portland as I pass.

The Delaware River, looking north, a view that never wears thin, especially when it reflects a sky so insistently blue.

Covered with tombstones, ghosts, and mums, my neighbor’s fence looks even spookier at night with orange and purple lights, a big draw to Halloween night’s trick or treaters.

I never fail to be aware, and grateful, for the beauty and kindness that surrounds me where I live. Especially now. Quality of life counts for a lot.