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We celebrated this little beauty’s first year recently.  An astonishing fact, considering how quickly this time has lapsed.

It’s been a blurry year.  One of those mind-numbing, day-in and day-out, so many similarities that they all blend together sort of years.  The drudgery, the sameness, mostly blending so completely that before you know, the moments for opportunity are past – passed, slipped on by to become lost time; sometimes regret, sometimes survival.  Mostly, just a blur.

Emergency ailments, celebrations, discord and distress, good health, economic woes, family time, work, great friends – all combined to create another assemblage of time.  Moments and milestones, smiles and scares.

I’ve worked way too much, and the job project has hit the manic phase – a major program changeover that will wrap in ten weeks, with the primary module going live in three.  I’m worn near the frack out.  I was not cut out for 80 hour work weeks.  They’re an attack to the peace of the home front, and emotional health in general.  But the light at the end of the tunnel is now much less dim.

Time to start preparing for the next stage.

Hubby and I are scheduled to host our youngest grandbabe this next spring, spending a full week with her sweetness.  In the interim, we think we need to arrange more visits to get to know her better – so we won’t be such strangers when she makes her special visit to our home.

Shortly after that visit, we hope to attain some serious financial freedom – an opportunity to make remodeling plans for this ol’ home of ours.  Providing that there are no surprises between now and then, the first on my list will be a new main floor bathroom.  Dreams sometimes become reality, right?

Then fall plans include a meet-up with a dear friend, one of my Torah community members, to celebrate a Holy day and travel time visiting places and spaces where I’ve never been.

In the meantime, life is moving along at the full-steam sameness.  Yet, as much as that feels like reality, it’s really not is it?

The world is changing every moment, little bits and pieces bouncing around, pinging off each other, creating actions and reactions that not a single one of us can accurately predict.

We live, we die.

In the in-between, lies reality.

Early Warming and Bare Toes

The first week of February is simply too early.

Buds on trees.  Crocus blades nearly two inches above ground level.  Daffodils pushing hopefully sun-ward.  Tulips rising in anticipation.  Blueberry bush buds, like little flames tipping the ends of the bare branches.  Song bird songs and mourning dove coos… it’s simply too early.

Granted, when there are several days of 60+ degrees, these things are bound to occur.  But dang!  It’s not typical, I say!

Enjoyable, definitely, but it makes me leery for what the consequences might be:   the options seem to fall anywhere along the lines of an extraordinary proliferation of bugs due to the prolonged warmth, or a snap kill-off of trees and early plants due to a harsh return of  winter.  I’ll hope for middle ground.

In the meantime, I took myself right out the door and immensely enjoyed that warm ol’ Kansas sunshine.

Lake Dog

A visit to a nearby lake with the dog, then  a meetup with friends at the lake.

lake treasures

Walking around the yard barefoot, giving early test of foot to rock callous as I ambled over to the dead grass.

Oh the feeling cannot be described as I rounded the corner and found the patch of freshly damped bare loam!  A few spots that do not get much sunlight, in a high traffic area.  The result is a finely powdered dirt, newly enriched from a recent soft rain, finely soaked in to leave what felt like milk chocolate for my feet.  It was pure enjoyment.

I don’t know if you’ve heard of the term ‘earthing’.  It’s a movement of sorts, the principles and theories of which I’ve not researched thoroughly.

ground

What I know, for myself, is that there is nothing quite so satisfying as touching Almighty’s creation.

Skin to creation.  Simple pleasures are the best.  🙂

 

Elements

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My eye is drawn to architectural elements, to lines and curves and impact, whether natural or man-made.

These are shots taken in Scottsdale with my dandy point and shoot, saved for spare moments when I could finally edit those little parts and pieces that did not please me.

 

Understanding Snowbirds

Each year, another notch of unrest strikes at my aging body.

During the early years of marriage, our primary difference was where our ‘dream’ home was located.  He said humid Texas and I said rocky Colorado.  He loved the moist heat and I loved the dry cold.

As an easy compromise, we remained in Kansas.  Hot humid summers and cold-ass winters.  Neither of us really thrilled about the locale, but staying put is ever so easily accomplished.

Aging, it seems, makes me reconsider – perhaps there’s merit in warmer climates.

As the joints in my fingers squeal little prophetic tunes of ‘if you think this is bad, just you wait’, and my cold ankles send icicles up my spine, I recognize that there will need to be some more compromises made – and quickly!

I’ve discovered that once my ankles become chilled, there is no other body part that I can warm to adjust my core temperature back to comfort.  I simply have to find a method to keep my ankles warm, always.  Similarly, the back of my neck is now a temperature modifying zone.

Where are those leg-warmers of the 80s?  Why didn’t I subscribe to that fashion phase and store a box of them as mementos?

Thankfully, scarves have been quite the recent fashion craze – and as usual, I’ll finally be interested in them once they’re going out of style.  Count on me to be completely off the tracks of fashion sense.  🙂

Seriously though, I’ve recently discovered that quality “short”boots – not the ankle boots, mind you – provide just the sort of heat entrapment necessary for these thermostat ankles, so I’ve stalled the caravan South for a bit.

But I do understand those SnowBirds now.  Does that mean I’m still learning?