This time of the year, I'm in awe to wake up and see what happens while I'm sleeping the night away. Seeing what wakes up with the sights and sounds of our little world, makes me happy. The fog begins to roll in as night gives way to the morning light. Leaving a couple of… Continue reading How spring nights warm my heart
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Shred your thoughts and you’ll fill a box
Yesterday, while contemplating my weekend MIA mode, which caused my to-do list to remain untouched, I set out to get something done. The wheels in my head were spinning out of control - feeling the shame of my Type A personality, strangling my ability to think straight. I've got so much to do, where or… Continue reading Shred your thoughts and you’ll fill a box
Evaluating self-made madness of an empty nest
As an empty nester mom, I often sit, looking at the wild yonder of our yard, and wonder if I'm doing the right thing. Right by myself, being patient and letting my life, as it has changed, or evolved, take over and guide me onto the next stages, or if I've gone mad and am… Continue reading Evaluating self-made madness of an empty nest
An empty nest time traveler
I'm an empty nest time traveler. Yessiree, I am. I can flash through memories in a heartbeat, and be transported back to moments in time that tug damn hard on my heartstrings. Other times, it isn't such a conscious effort. Often times it happens while I'm trying to sleep. I can go from one space… Continue reading An empty nest time traveler
The birds are singing here
They're here! They're here! The House Finches are back and are busy building their nests. And the males of their houses are singing their mating calls. Oh, and the Bluebirds are back, too. It's the little things in life that make me smile. I heard him singing, but couldn't see him while I was standing… Continue reading The birds are singing here
But…they’re so cute, I can make something with them
Ah, every person who has ever crafted something in their lives is brave. Brave enough to utter these infamous words of wisdom. "But, I can make something with them (it). Don't throw them (it) away." What? That's not you...you don't say that? Is it only us turkeys that gather together in rafters to sing the… Continue reading But…they’re so cute, I can make something with them