Art and community, gardening and dying: these are themes that occupy former artist and art critic Shirley Dawson. Culled from ten years of blogs, this septuagenarian writes bluntly and honestly - in funny, short, stream-of-conscience bursts - about losing loved ones, her ongoing struggle with forgiveness and her ambivalence about public art. During her fifty year career as an independent artist, a gallery owner and an art writer, she still counts creative people as her favorites. Her blogs were aimed mostly at home town issues, but the insights are universal.