This about sums it up. Spilling and sending dried flowers cascading and sprinkling across the low pile carpet fibers.. it’s a gift… this clumsy behaviour of mine. Each and every time I try to be quiet, and careful , the opposite occurs, and there is an accident of some type.. My grand entrance is not … More “Like a bull in a china shop..”
The room was draped in plastic, the sound of an “hepa” air cleaner whirring, and then….. the drilling began. It sounds like the ominous beginning of a horror film playing in my head. The music would be dramatic, and with your jaw held open, there is a feeling of helplessness. My son Zach writes often … More About as fun as a root canal
I call it holy laughter. The kind that creeps up on you, and surprises with a quickness and vigor that is unexpected. A few words shared together that get all jumbled up, and before you realize it, you are both breaking into giggles. That was yesterday. It was tense when I had offered Mum her … More Laugh till your cheeks hurt..
Ever since I was a wee girl, the story of Christmas, and it’s meaning was read to me. My Dad often read the account from the Bible . This is a memory that makes me smile . I had a good good Father . Story time when you are a child is treasured, but it … More When hope was born ….
Mum entered the long term care home in June of 2020, during the coved pandemic. This is hard to write, because there are many feelings and emotions fluttering in and out of my lungs. To say this year has been fraught with land mines and emotional roller coaster rides is a gross understatement. We have … More Being in captivity ….
It was a treasure hunt amongst the ruins, and cast away items that needed to find resurrected life in another home. We were saving them, doing them a favor, these artifacts that caught our eyes, and placed smiles of satisfaction upon our lips. “Junking,” a term I heard from a friend at least 20 years … More The “Antiquing Amigas..”
When two girls are shopping at TJ Maxx, and both find the same pair of shoes, it’s a material and economic question that needs to be asked.. “ Do we really need these?” Of course the answer, is not need, inevitably, it’s want. They appeal to our sense of style. We each spied them, independent … More Mixing and Matching….
Hiking through a “ cathedral of trees” is a healing balm for the anxious and unquiet that often lives in the mind. Immersed within the covering of forest, and leaves, there is a comfortable protection that surrounds, and exclamations of thankfulness fall from my lips. Within the trunks of these graceful aspens, are the dark … More Wander forward through the trees….
Blue can be a color, or a state of mind. The sky being blue is miraculous, but the state of feeling blue.. not so much. It permeates you’re being, and lingers longer than expected. Being blue is something you can’t just shake off, and get happy. It is there to be contended with and explored. … More It’s a blue view….
Lean back, and take a load off …gaze into the welcoming blue water, let the gentle wind tickle your nose …the view from the hammock. It does not disappoint… the gentle swaying back and forth, the occasional chirp of a bird happily flying overhead in the tree, the pause button on your life is pressed. … More Dock Visits…