It's Another Sunday Stroll....

....in no particular order. Just a wander right out my door where I concentrate on looking way up and way down. The weather has been SPECTACULAR, thank you M.Nature for these beautiful postcards you have sent on the wings of each morning.
I hope you enjoy the pictures. They are sent with the sincere wish that each of you has a lovely week.

Looking up and down has reminded me that from the tiny to the mighty each of us matters in this life. Truly, in this soup of our lives, look up and down, not just forward and in retrospect. How ever you define your life: God, Nature, Nothingness; it's all in the details, from the mighty stature to the infinitesimally small. Aren't we so blessed with the small and mighty, the gray, the no color, the oranges, yellows, reds, greens, blues...and everything in between. Aren't we so blessed with the roundness, the sharpness, the corrugated covers, the undulating lines, the sharpness of contrast between sky and bark, the simple smoothness of a rock....and the overwhelming Joy to just yell, "WOW, aren't I lucky to experience all of this deliciousness and wonder?" pictures are so much better if you click on them for big!!

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Sunday Stroll......

Hope everyone had a great weekend. This may well be the last of the strolls for a while. The rain has begun, my gills will be growing, life will become all mishy-mashy with water, mud and the cold. We did get some 600+ daffodils tucked up in their earthy bed to sleep the winter through. I'll dream about all of that buttery goodness that is yet to come.

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Wonder...

I went out to look at the night sky...I was thinking about the wonders of this world in which we live...the people who reach out to us, without any expectations; people who never ask for anything in return...they just are there for us; people who surprise us with their generosity, their giving and concern...people who will shine in our lifetime, give us light, comfort and hope; people who like the stars in the night sky are so beautiful, luminous and ...such a gift. We have only to go out and look up, around and out to see them and be connected. Glory be to those people who are the stars in our nights, the stars in our day, the comfort and beauty in our lives.

Thank you.

Thank You.........

.....Jacquie!Look at this beautifully quilted little neighborhood that I received in the mail. This photo does not do it justice. As soon as I can show it to my quilting friend in town, this beauty will be gracing my little room where I attempt to be creative. It will inspire me and warm my heart every time I look at it. If you haven't visited Jacquie's blog, make sure you do. Jacquie is a wonderful quilter and has many amazing things to look at. Thank you, Jacquie, for being such a thoughtful friend and for your gentle support.


p.s. I can't decide which little house I will live in, they are all so appealing. I think that I will just move from one to the other as the mood strikes me. How fantastic is that? When I leave one, it can be cleaned, I can live in the next and move on...who could ask for anything more? A clean and tidy, cozy house. Come for a visit!

Apparently I Have Been In...

...somewhat of a blur lately.


No Sunday Stroll.....


just a fuzzy funk of indecision, a mix


of many directions, but none of them


clear.


These are reflections of my state of mind and mood.


Reading about the coming elections, (feeling fear) learning new stitches for a different sort of crocheted afghan, knitting a bit, spending my days doing important thing like killing flies who are packing their little carry on bags so that they may enjoy the hospitality of my home.....


making sandwiches for family who have been working the sale here at the nursery.....visiting a loved friend in town (yea!!!!) for the first time in months......wondering how some people do it all.....thinking the other morning about how quickly time goes and how alarming that is.....realizing that by mid January I will be 67....being so grateful for that....and nearly falling to the floor in amazement.....scared that I will never be able to do all that I want to do......and most of all.....feeling great sadness and fear for a very loving and wonderful person who has been in my life as such a healer, who has been diagnosed with cancer.......
feeling sad and a bit bad that I have not been keeping up well with those of you out there who have been so supportive of me......and feeling so blessed to have met such wonderful, amazing, supportive people through this tiny spot of mine.

Wishing all a week that is all that you would hope for.....

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We Inturrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program....

......of Sunday Strolls as mizzle has been falling, veils of fog are draped here and there, and it is a good day for Camera to stay tucked up inside the house where it is dry and warm.




I offer this poem as a substitute.

Though composed in a long ago age and in a different country, I think it well reflects my surroundings today.

Inversnaid

This darksome burn, horseback brown,
His rollrock highroad roaring down,
In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam
Flutes and low to the lake falls home.

A windpuff-bonnet of fawn-froth
Turns and twindles over the broth
Of a pool so pitchblack, fell-frowning,
It rounds and rounds Despair to drowning.

Degged with dew, dappled with dew
Are the groins of the braes that the brook treads through,
Wiry heathpacks, flitches of fern,
And the beadbonny ash that sits over the burn.

What would the world be, once bereft
Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left,
O let them be left, wildness and wet;

Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.

Clearly, Spell Check does not appreciate the beauty and art of Gerard Manley Hopkins.

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