Tattered

The shirt isn’t old by my standards but the screen print on the front is tattered and cracked. It feels like perhaps there is a parallel here that I need to examine.

What’s not on the shelf

I’m not a quitter. Never have been and probably never will be.  There are very few things in life that I start and don’t finish.  It’s just how I roll. But…

Go Big

Go Big

#Sundaystills from 1 to 94

This originally started as a blog prompt post.  The theme of Sunday Stills was on numbers and so I looked through my Word Press archived media files for content. The 2 pictures that spoke to me sent the blog post in an entirely different direction but it still features numbers.

And so it begins…

And so it begins but I am hopeful that with some planning it will have a better outcome. Not a passive hope but one I have put some thought into.

Old school indeed

I wanted to make a fancy daily journal but didn’t find the items I had been looking for. So I went old school. Like as basic as it gets as I don’t even any gold stars like we got at school.

Didn’t Finish It Friday

It’s another one of “those stories”. The kind that makes other people shake their head at me while I’m busy being annoyed at myself.

A Long Rabbit Hole

So “it’s” been on my list since I retired 3 years ago. 3 years and it took us 3 evenings to accomplish the task. “It” and a few recent events have sent me down a rabbit hole inside my head so bear with me as I twist and turn.

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.

What just happened

The date — 22/2/22 — auspicious in a numerical sense and yet what will it be remembered for?