I'm a bit under the weather, friends. My apologies for both a delayed and limited post. But I'm listening to my body; she's talking to me. She needs rest. She needs warmth. She needs time. I wish you and yours a comforting weekend. All of my love, SnapDragon
SnapDragon Speaks: On Letting Go.
Written by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved, yo. I'm a bit of a sentimental old fool. I love knickknacks and postcards and photos from years past. They're relics of a fleeting moment; they make up the personal museum of my life. So, sometimes it can be hard to just let. things. go. You know? And... Continue Reading →
SnapDragon Speaks: On a Cast-Iron-Kind-of-Life.
Grandma's Favorites, 2019. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. Written by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved, yo. Don't be fooled: I'm no chef. While I may be Food Network's most faithful follower, I'm pretty much lost without a recipe. I also tend to balk at the idea of creating a mess in the... Continue Reading →
SnapDragon Speaks: On Giving You a Virtual Hug.
Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. Written by SnapDragon X. Hi friends. Today's post is a simple one, but it is sent with the utmost sincerity. You are valuable. You are intelligent. You are worthy of love. Period. May you find peace, wherever you are. SnapDragon identifies as an educator, artist, and certified... Continue Reading →
SnapDragon Speaks: On Self-Love
Written by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. Copyright 2019. Home as Print, 2019. Original Painting & Design by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. Greetings, friends! As you may know, I took a short break from the blogosphere for much of September. Shit happened (as it does) and I needed to turn off and unplug as... Continue Reading →
SnapDragon Speaks: On Planting Positivity
Written by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. Copyright 2019. It’s Back-to-School Time, lovelies. My favorite time of the year. It’s a time for new sneakers, fresh notebooks, and all of the sharpened pencils a girl can dream of. I suppose as a teacher, it’s in my blood to feel this way. My internal clock seems... Continue Reading →
