I stood, sheltered from the cool breeze in the doorway. The sun warmed the door and the heat started to strip away the grunge in my brain. Sleep hadn’t been my friend again and the alarm felt rude and unnecessary. But a plan is a plan so I rose although I can definitely say there was no shine.Continue reading “Rebalancing on the road”
Not where I planned on being but Dawson City will still be there next year. It’s a minor casualty of Covid 19.
Today was spent with family doing a big job. We pulled together as a team and got it done. Bonus was the wonderful time interacting with our grandchildren. We even got to have a small fire and roast marshmallows.
The sunset wasn’t spectacular but the light lingered on and on and on. It really is my favourite day of the year.
Feel free to drop me a note here and let me know how your summer solstice day was. I hope that you found pleasure in the small things because really those are the big things in life.
Although the title refers to a sewing term it definitely is not a blog about creative time. Could actually be the reverse as I feel like creative time is now at a premium.Continue reading “No easing In”
I turned the calendar page from May to June. There has been very little to distinguish one month from the next. No work days, no appointments, no sports, no parties, no dessert nights or Scotch tasting parties. It struck me how little I have actually needed a calendar for in the last 3 months.Continue reading “June “bugs””
There is no longer a quick way back. The past is not what our future is now that Covid19 has a hold of the world’s population. I truly believe that the “normal” of the past isn’t in the cards. Things have changed.Continue reading “Unfathomable”
There are a lot of blessings for sure but they are running alongside some significant buts…Continue reading “A mixed up bag”
It’s been rather quiet over here for a few days. Lots to mull over and lots to do. The post called
The gentle notes of the meadowlark drift away, the steady hum of the hot tub again the background noise. I continue onward, section by section, making progress. The sun Continue reading “My Senses”