Kendra J. Anthony
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She was a gnomist, a writer of beliefs.
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World of Propagating
In my self-teachings of house plants and learning to propagate little plant babies; succulents have always been the most easy, and most intriguing. Though, in the beginning that was not always the case. I could never get the sun to shade ratios correct, or if I should even bother watering the finicky-f**ks or leave them neglected for thirst. Unlike other plants, where you just stick a leaf in a glass of water, and ta-dah, roots begin to grow; succulent leaves couldn’t care less if they get tossed in a tray of dirt to be forgotten about, much like myself (just kidding.. maybe).
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Lifehack
Doomsday They Say
She was always fond of the stars. I could tell by the way she would glance up at the night sky every time she would slip out of the car, or merely step out on the bar’s balcony for a cigarette. She’d stand there in silence, ignoring the chatter of the music, dark eyes gleaming with amusement; pondering the universe, the galaxies. Meandering in her own Lilliputian world of what ifs; and so, she would come back to reality with a visage of sadness, a diminutive frown of regret, as if she wished to be somewhere else, somewhere beyond the stars. She didn’t belong here.. and neither did I.
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Fiction
The Hearts of Calgary, Alberta
The Hearts of Calgary, Alberta To be honest, I can’t choose just one local restaurant, so I’ll do a couple dedications to a couple of my top favorites that have won my heart. From ones I had just found out about, to ones I have known my entire life, and all the delicious delicacy’s on the way.
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Feast
Observatory
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But I guarantee the screams are endless. She was always fond of the stars. I could tell by the way she would glance up at the night sky every time she would slip out of the car, or merely step out on the bar’s balcony for a cigarette. She’d stand there in silence, ignoring the chatter of the music, dark eyes gleaming with amusement; pondering the universe, the galaxies. Meandering in her own Lilliputian world of what ifs; and so, she would come back to reality with a visage of sadness, a diminutive frown of regret, as if she wished to be somewhere else, somewhere beyond the stars. She didn’t belong here.. and neither did I.
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Wander
Dear Beautiful
Dear Beautiful, It is nearing six years of your death anniversary, come October. Anniversary.. more like the day my life fell apart. You still cross my mind everyday, and not a inch of time goes by where I don’t feel your presence. The little gift’s you leave me. The random glimmer of that dime ever so slightly hitting my peripherals to let me know you are near. It’s always at the best times too, like you know I needed you in that very moment. I know you miss me too, we are still equal you know.
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Humans
Bi-son
When I lived on our farm we had all sorts of creatures running around. From litters of kittens, cats we saved from run down buildings; goslings whom were abandoned on the pond, to my beautiful bison, who's mother passed away while giving birth. I’ll never forget the call I received from my step-dad, “Would you like to come mother this baby buffalo?” I was living in the city at the time, so it was a big commitment to just drop everything and move back home. But, it was also the chance of a life time.
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Journal
Plant Addict
There comes a time when you know when to stop. I have yet, to come across this time. Every second post, it seems there is an ad about plants. From the beautiful, fractals of nature we call succulents, to the fun loving, bushy tropical plants we all adore to spice up our homes; and every time I see these ad’s, it is like a magnet for my finger to click and scroll through all the colourful, living beauties. You’d think I’d be content with the jungle-like home I already endeavor, but no, it seems I always need the next plant on my list of “Plant Goals”. These ad’s do not help with my plant addiction.
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Humans
Spring Mindfulness
Spring is a time for rejuvenation. I’ve always considered this time to be the “New Year,” of another year to be fulfilled. Its the season of birds coming home, animals waking up from hibernation, and humanity getting out of that unwanted winter funk. It’s the season of the first Zodiac, Aries, to be awoken for another month, and year of getting things done and organized. As an Aries myself, this is the time when I feel most focused and able to really get myself back on track. Especially in the year of 2021, I welcome it with open arms.
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Motivation
