I just knew it…
I just knew it was going to be that kind of day,when a quiet morning with my bookhas been interrupted, too many timesfor my liking,(I just knew it was going to be that kind of day)when muffins I am making…
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. . . and to you this day . . .
and if you have been waiting…
I have been waiting…I have been waiting for this day,for this.. sunshinefor just this opportunity,it is Friday, also known as my dayand I am in the gardenall day, all darn daythere is so much said of why wait, don’t miss…
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ordinary everyday madness…
This morning first thing, I quite peacefully wander through wordsof someone I appreciate so very much, whose thoughts and feelingsmirror my own, in so many waysthis morning, I look to the light shining through tulipsand send a message of loveto…
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attending to kindness…
This morning, first thing I grab the camera and go out to snap some more picturesof the tulips, kissed by rainI just cannot get enough of these beautiful beings. While I do not fancy myself much of a photographer, I…
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i take a deep breath…
This morning I am feeling a bit overwhelmed, by life The sun is shining … beautifully while I am sat to coffee with my love. In his chair across from mine, he is laughing to the point of tears while…
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oh my yes…
I know, I know you’ve seen them beforethey’re just tulips,but no… you haven’t seen them like this, like raindrops on an early morning,closed up tight no longer expecting the sun slight nod of that gorgeous exquisite headthe soft curve of…
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oh but on the inside…
This morning a quiet sit by myself and a bookshare the magic of a song with a friendthen a walk of gratitude outsidein the gardenmy first thoughts are how very wonderful is the colour greenand just how much everything has…
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thoughts on sunshine…
This morning I am reading Moments of Seeing: Reflections from an Ordinary Life by Katrina Kenison, a book that I pre-ordered as soon as I knew of it, probably a Mother’s Day or Birthday gift to myself. When it arrived, …
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too much traffic…
My house you know,is rarely completelyquietand almost always toofullof stuff the goldfinch outside my windoware exactly the same colouras the buddingforsythia at times, I am perfect peaceand contentmentwhile also, uneasy & uncomfortable sometimes I am searching, seekingslightly unsuresometimes knowing, somewhat…
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not always shiny side up…
It is the time of year where I start to feel restlessanxious and worrisomespring starts to roll and life begins to moveat a pace, I feel trampledbymaybe it’s this moon business, maybe it’s just mea shift in hormones knocks me…
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