Wonderful #WordlessWednesday

Be still my heart

The Check List

It’s been a topsy turvey whirlwind since the last post.

Snow Squares

It is a common winter phenomena here that one never walks far but still walks a lot. Why you ask?

Falling for WordlessWednesday

“Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.”
Ursula K. Le Guin

#Sundaystills S’More Summer

I’m going to go for the trifecta of challenges here. The stars aligned up or the maybe it was a shooting star that bolstered productivity?

First up it’s summer. I am totally in denial that it’s only vaguely twilight at 4 am. Dusk doesn’t allow as much task or walk time as I wish but I am pretending it’s only because we eat supper so late. Which lead me to the first and second challenges. What’s on your plate in the summer?

Week(end) at Bernie’s

For years the guys at work teased me about having a Weekend at Bernie’s. About 5 years ago I finally watched the movie. Dead guys weigh a lot more than he did is all I’m going to say on that subject. As to a real weekend at Bernie’s…spoiler alert. No one died. No one was even spoilt!

It’s a Love Hate Thing

Happens every single summer. I love summer. I love being outside, whether I am sitting enjoying the sunset, weeding, painting (and yes after all these years I might still again be up a ladder) or going for a walk.

This & That

I’ve been “off the wagon” so to speak in blogging. Honestly I am not sure why but we shall see if the thoughts and words can flow. It truly will  be some of this and that. Remains to be seen if I can tie it all together at the end.

On a Post

It’s a “real thing”, honest. The prescription is simple, “Post photos of fences on Fridays.” That’s the only rule of the Fenced Friday  group thst started on Flickr and moved to Instagram. The creator of the group said he didn’t like the “stringent and exclusive” rules of other groups, so he made it dead simple.

So here are some of my fresh off the post captures from this spring.

In small flashes

It’s arriving, in small flashes. At first I thought it was just spring. You know – more daily sunshine hours and the worst of the cold is gone although lots of snow remains. Perhaps it’s planting a few seeds that will grow up to be tomatoes & other nummy things in a few months. Might be the return to fairly decent sleeps with less back pain and therefore I am less testy/irritable/grumpy out of sorts. But here’s the thing. I think it’s actually hope. Showing up in small flashes. In tiny little ways that kindle more hope. Some very concrete ways and some more the glimmer in the distance. I’ll take it on this roller coaster journey called life.