nine. (written down as they arrived throughout the day)
front-yard dusting . march 9, 2009
this morning i awoke to snow on the crocuses. snow on the crocuses. i think this might be a delightful name for a blog or a poem. i should write that poem. perhaps i will. (if you decide to write it though, please share.)
the west wing and mash are my two favorite television shows of all time. all time.
i don't often find myself being pulled back to indiana. but when the snow falls, as it is doing now, and i see the birds flitting about hoping to get a quick bite before the temperature drops, i think about the house on oak road and suddenly i am eleven. i am eleven and the snow is falling at that house and i am looking out the kitchen window at the acres of woods and seeing the trees sway and watching the birds at the feeders, and i am believing that i am okay, that all of us in that house will be okay.
several times today i wished for a cup of coffee...and i almost made one. let me try again, i almost got into my car and went to the drive-through starbucks in my pajamas. instead, i settled for hot cocoa around 4 and was quite happy about that choice.
i really enjoy listening to books on tape...hmmm...i really enjoy listening to books on my ipod although i still call them books on tape. my favorites are mysteries. i love it when the person reading the book acts out each character, assigning a specific voice to each person. my favorites right now, because it is truly like listening to an old radio show, except for the part where it probably isn't as i have probably not really heard "an old radio show" before so let's instead say that it is kind of like what i imagine listening to an old radio show would be minus the sound effects and with a few more gruesome details about the crime scenes and other fun things...my favorites right now are the "In Death" series by JD Robb. I feel pretty okay that I can go from listening to Billy Collins on my iPod to listening to Kenny Rogers sing about a warm summer's eve to reading a (beautiful and deeply meaningful) book by Christina Baldwin to pulling down Kate Chopin's The Awakening to find that one specific passage knocking on my memory to listening to Promises in Death...all in one day. yep. that is a good day in my world.
the nice thing about listening to mystery books while i sew or crochet is that my mind is forced to quiet a bit. sometimes i just can't hush those whirring, swirling thoughts even as i try to let myself relax into the rhythm of creating. a good mystery book captures my attention and gives me the space me to sink into another world while trying to figure out who might have "done it."
i also love listening to memoirs, especially if they are read by the author. (do you have a favorite memoir? would love to add it to my list.)
my hair is long again. i feel like me.
sometimes i think i might be crazy to be trying out this new adventure in the midst of this economy. but then the core of who i am whispers to me and i remember why i am following this dream wherever it might take me...
what thoughts are on your mind in this moment? where are you?
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Reader Comments (10)
i so get it, when your hair is a style that makes you you, i love your hair long, it looks really pretty.
i also love your new necklaces, going to look again right now. xo
I have never listened to an audio book...but what a lovely thing to add to my list of things to do...I must admit, I love holding a book in my hand, and feeling the turn of the pages but at times when I'm doing something else an audio book would be like when I was a child and had a story read to me!
And memories...something taking you back to a specific place, age, time...I love when that happens...like time travel!
books, wonderful books - i love them when they pull me in and hold me 'til the end.
spring flowers, the first ones. finches, gold and purple and timid late winter brown.
visiting with my boys over sushi in asheville, yesterday. always a good time with those two.
a new excitement in jewelry making - always a good thing.
friends who are loyal and true.
solitude and company, both. it is a good balance.
xo
i know how you feel about starting a business in the midst of these financial times. however, you're creating a niche that is serving such a beautiful purpose!! so keep living it!
it's what i have to keep reminding myself as i get my own business in motion.
it's like shirley temple movies during the depression of the 1930's. (that's the first analogy that sprung into my brain!)
people need centeredness and you're giving folks a gentle nudge in the right direction and fulfilling your dreams at the same time. you are doing a good thing!
i've only been reading your blog a few weeks now and i'm loving it. glad you're there and doing what you're doing!!
case in point! so there. :)
your hair is looking so beautiful ... i so get it about the long hair ... when i cut mine short, it just didn't feel like me :-)
my thoughts are focused on the never ending freezy cold weather ... its -35C here today (that's about -26/27F) yeah ... the headline in one of the papers today read, 'weather numbs edmonton'. hahahahaha. my eyelashes froze while waiting for the bus and all i can think of is please let this end soon ...
It is so cold here this morning (about 4 degrees when I got up), but the sun is shining and the world is white. I spotted two robins sitting in our hawthorn tree, feathers ruffled up, soaking up the sun. The harbingers of spring greet the last of winter. (As do your crocuses!) I'm going to enjoy the sun, too, and not grumble about the cold.
i couldn't help myself!
snow on the crocuses
this time of year, everything unfurls...
green invents brighter colours of itself,
daffodils burst from the ground in a blaze of yellow,
the earth underfoot feels softer and whispers
a sweet promise of new beginnings.
crocuses appear as if by magic from green fields
in a glorious riot of white and purple; yet
spring is not quite here yet - a light dusting of snow
on their petals is telling me that winter has
shared with us one last breath.. a sparkling reminder
that she'll be back to visit as autumn fades.
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loving your list and your beautiful hair and your brave new adventures
xo
-leonie
keep your thoughts focused on all the beauty you are creating at your be present retreat-- focus on that energy-- when the fears come in, just ask them to move along-- it's a process for sure-- but you have a vision-- hold that vision and it will BE
Bisous, bp
where am i right now?
i'm a little stressed out,
a little confused,
a little tired of winter,
worried about the list of things
i have to do...
scared about the photo showing,
watching for spring,
enjoying your words,
liking the idea of purple tights,
currently wearing baby blue,
wishing i had discipline when it
comes to exercise
and thinking
that i wish you lived
closed...
so i could pop over in my pjs
for hot cocoa and
good conversation...
xo
I just found your blog and oh yess. I am retired doing all new things. Beginner mind.. artsy stuff combined with old retreaty stuff. I am in new ground, new turf. I am with quiet and feelings, I am with what do I want and what can I make. I am off to Artfest. I am making porcelain pieces and jewelry. I am creating blogs and dreaming. I am 11 years old.
Thanks for your efforts. I dream of art retreats with more self reflection time, I have a dream of a yummy workshop.. all writing and dreaming...best wishes to you and your dreams and visons. Joan Tucker Lacey WA