It makes me feel connected to my spirit. The posts I send out to the world connect to other souls, building a foundation of virtual friendships that I would never have found behind these frozen walls that I sit behind everyday. With my writing and photography I open up myself to others. Some criticize the topics I choose, others offer support. This is humanity at its finest. To place ones soul out there, unprepared, unconcealed, raw and real.
Discover the Lexeme is a blog that evolved into a creature of its own. Starting from a way to remove my writing from my older mental health page, then slowly I intertwined my photography to make it complete.
Finding a name for blog was easy. I wanted to break down the idea of words to the most basic of structure, there introduced the idea of a new word – lexeme.
I’d never heard of such a word. A word that sounds more like a Dr. Seuss character, but it fits perfectly for my vision. Words can stand alone can make such a difference. A single one can depict an emotion, a sight, a sense of wellness or just a time and place.
A photo can do the same. Discover the Lexeme for me is my secret place. It’s the place I share my thoughts, my dreams, my art, and everything else I feel is worthy of interest.
To me blogging is a form of vindication and preservation. So let me ask, what fills your cup full of inspiration? #everydayinspiration
If we were having coffee you’d see me stressing over the money being spent today as I listen to the roofers banging away while they fix up the leaking roof of our 90 year-old house. When we purchased our home a little under ten years ago I knew it would come with some repairs; I just didn’t think the roof would be one of them so soon.
Having plaster walls we seldom give little concern to the subtle cracks that constantly appear. Last weekend though things began to look rather bleak. When my husband and I returned from the trailer our daughter informed us that her bedroom ceiling had been leaking through the night during the heavy rainfall.
My husband had a roofer come look yesterday morning to determine where the problem might be. Upon inspection they both immediately spotted where the leaking was coming from. Shingles were missing creating a way for the water to get in. We don’t know how long this had been going on since spring rains have just started here, but we had been noticing shingles on the ground since last fall. We have a neighbour with a bad roof, and assumed that they were his. I guess we were wrong.
This isn’t the first time this old house has leaked. We have an on going issue with the mysterious leak in the mudroom. This roofer says he knows how to fix it though. I’m hopeful he does. We have already had that roof re-shingled once before. The issue with it seems to be a result of bad flashing between the tiny roof and the house. He assures me this will be done properly, so that there be no more waterfall effects in the doorway leading to the kitchen when the rain comes. The dog will be thankful since that’s right where her bed is.
I’m trying my best to keep on the positive side of thinking knowing the leak is being handled before today’s rain. Also, that as I watch the workmen outside, I feel assured that it isn’t my husband up there trying to do the repairs himself.