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The wind flashes over the golden leaves and wafts the smell of supper under my nose. The endless flyby of migrating geese fill the ears with the sound of loved ones keeping in touch. The sun has lost its warmth as evening creeps closer but for now the golden hour holds sway. The harvest sounds have faded around the valley and everywhere there are naked fields. The cows are moving on out to find their favourite morsels to munch on before bedding down for the night. I sit on a hard cold stone step; one built with skill, persistance and love.

Zero editing. Phone photo.

It`s been a busy day; the morning spent at my casual job teaching a new nurse and the afternoon dedicated to the instruction of medical students. My escape home was accompanied by a mild back burner headache; the kind I often had after a full long day in a noisy OR with no windows and lots of responsiblities. Today I taught which means I talked and talked and talked and talked and talked. Seriously that’s no exaggeration.

I wanted (yeah me –figured out the strike through) needed out into the space so intensely. For someone who has been staying at home a lot during the entire summer and not seeing many people I had an urgent overwhelming need to escape into the quiet. Those few moments sitting on the step helped re-balance my head.

The words popped in as I sat there and most of them stayed there until after our dusk walk and the dishes were done. The picture fills up my happy place and I wanted to share it. To have a record of this moment when the world in front of me; the one I focused on intently, felt so at peace. Which is a total discord to what the real world seems to be rolling into.



I have had a love of the written word for my entire life. It's no surprise that eventually I found a platform where I could write. It's random; sometimes funny, occasionally sad, maybe even at times from anger and I lean towards creative photography and hands on crafts. I have a few blogs that high light these interests.

8 thoughts on “Mindfully

    1. The golden hour is so amazing and I love it even more in the winter with the snow! The quiet — well let’s say I am surprised at how well I can be a hermit as an extrovert. After a full day of teaching — I don’t even want to say a word or even write! My problem with the new editor is I do most of my blogging from my phone and so much of it doesn’t seem to be available on here.


    2. Oh and I forgot to say thanks for reading and reaching out via a comment. It’s really special to me to get all these comments from this blogging world that I am just finding after 14 years and 3 blogs later!


  1. Yay for the strikethrough breakthrough! You go, Bernie girl!
    I know what you mean about NEEDING the quiet. I found that happened to me all the time when I was still working. Finally, after all those years of working and schooling and raising a family and being married, I have all the quiet I need. It hasn’t gotten old yet. And I still NEED it.


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    1. The strike through – a break through! Donna’s great post about all these options has made me want to be more creative with the blog.
      As to the quiet — it’s interesting as I’ve always thought I was a straight out extrovert but after I semi retired I realized I was ok to spend a LOT of time alone at home.
      Thanks so much for your constant readership and engagement. It truly means a lot to me.

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  2. Always good to take time to reflect, especially after a hectic day. At the end of the day, it is the little things that matter most. Fleeting moments and scenes. Stay well Bernie. Allan


    1. I loved when Deb used it and tried to find it before. Tonight I just kept exploring till it was there! The phone is often the limiting factor and so I stuck the photo into the post, saved it and typed the words on the real computer so I had access to other options.
      Thanks for reading about my moment and touching base with me – so appreciated.


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