Early morning, quiet, cuppa coffee, sunrise.....my favorite time of day. But the earth has tilted, and the sun comes up right in my eye....so either I have to move, or get up and drop the blind for a bit.
But I'm not complaining....the sun has been amazing this week. At least until tomorrow, when it is supposed to snow. Yes, snow. Again.
But it is only March, and since when was March a balmy, lovely month. Hardly ever.
I am trying to think spring, new beginnings, and all that. Got my hair cut, started walking as much as possible, trying to eat better.
Truth: trying not to be a pig.
Birthdays can be an inspiration, or a kick in the butt. I guess they are the same thing.
So there's that.
Naya is trying to learn how to walk on a leash. I never had a dog that didn't know how to do that, so I'm learning, too. There's the added complication that she is terrified of cars, so we try to walk on back roads where there is little or no traffic. When the bike path in town is free of ice, we'll go there.
The chickie girls have had a good week, because the ground has been bare, and they can get out in the garden, and dig in the softer dirt.
One of my Araucanas is outdoing herself.
This must have hurt.
When my 4 year old grand daughter Dale saw this egg cracked, she said,
On the weaving front................
On the other hand...........
I must say this is one of the favorite things that I have woven in a long time.
I am not sure what about it appeals to me.......it was totally spontaneous........I made it up as I went along.
Silk, soybean, and hemp. The circles are bamboo and silk.
I will be sad when it sells.........maybe I will use a photo of it in promotional stuff.
The kindness of people sustains me lots of times, and amazes me.
I got this little bird in the mail yesterday, and he is now looking out at the bird feeder.
It was a gift from a blog reader in Kingston, N.Y.
Thank you Pat, for your thoughtfulness, and your kind words. It is nice to know that I am not just writing to myself.
Although, I probably would write anyway, even if that were the case.
I don't always know what I am doing here. But I still feel moved to keep doing it. I hope that it is worth reading, at least of some passing interest.
And sometimes, my thoughts may even inspire you or wake you up, or remind you of what you are feeling yourself.
Or maybe you will roll your eyes, and say, "geesh, she's nuts."
I think that getting older finds me pondering everything a bit more. Maybe it's because I have more time to do just that. Or maybe it's because my time is running out, as it must do as we age. But for whatever reason, I find myself examining each aspect of my life. Sometimes, it makes me sad, and other times, I savor each moment, rolling it around on my tongue, like ice cream............not wanting it to melt.
There is sadness and mayhem in this world.
I have to keep eye on what's good, I have to keep breathing deep the pleasure of air.
Then there's the simple joy, that the presence of a sweet soul can bring.
Live your very best life, as best you can.