The moon lit up the sky last night and there proved to be no storm forthcoming. The stars glittered and winked as if sharing a small joke with me and I smiled in return. Today has arrived with clear deep blue skies, a lack of clouds and grateful birds chattering and singing their own joy.
I caught the squirrels raiding not only the birdfeeder on the front deck but the one hanging in the trees as well. Formerly they left this one alone but once they learn how to grab and tilt one none of the rest are safe, except the feeder hanging from the eaves that they haven't been able to breach.
It's hard to believe this is the end of February already. I have been so busy keeping winter at bay shoveling, feeding the hungry birds and squirrels, and working at my cards, it is come and gone with the winter roar and yet barely a whisper. Tomorrow we will see March in; will it start like a lion or lamb?
I sorted through my many packets of pictures and put them in albums as well as sent some off to friends and family. I need to get back to my genealogy and organize my many emails and pictures I have received.
I am anxious to get my hall painted before the railing goes in and I need to get to town for some supplies, especially the spackle to fill in the holes and some sandpaper. I need a new paintbrush and pan as those were lost in one of the snow storms and are now located in the forest and will be found when the snow melts enough. If I get some more plastic bins I can empty the dresser and the garment boxes that are standing in my bedroom taking up valuable space. My mind his as active as a beehive wanting to accomplish several things at once. I will begin with the stairs.
Evening has come and my friend made it through surgery. Now he is considering refusing the one that will require hospitalization for five days all because of his nicotine addiction and also that he is worried about money. He hasn't done anything to help with the situation. I will keep him in my thoughts and prayers and hope he sees the light.
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Showing posts with label Nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nature. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
Tuesday, February 27, 2018
Crossing Rivers
Powerful dreams lead me
I followed them all night
surrounded by animals
drinking at the river
The Sioux came to me
together we crossed
to seek what's been lost
04161996
I followed them all night
surrounded by animals
drinking at the river
The Sioux came to me
together we crossed
to seek what's been lost
04161996
Friday, February 23, 2018
To lift those clouds
Today, I postponed my work on the hill and planting to rest and go to town with friends. We visited another nursery with beautiful blooming roses and I encouraged my friend to add one to her purchases, instead, she added two, as she could choose between them: majestic white and glorious orange, as well as healthy lavender. I saw large wisteria and a lilac that would, either one, look lovely climbing up the side of the deck, the first I must prepare the flower bed by enclosing it in rocks, for which I bought a bag of cement, and then break up the hard dirt and add mulch in planning mix. If it is meant to be, the right one will still be there when I return. I must remember the proper preparation always comes first; the rest is in God's hands.
I found a cookie jar for my daughter's kitchen. She needs little surprises to let her know she is loved, even though she's across the country. The ties that bind are strong and reach far. Little things can and do mean so much.
My friend here is still suffering from depression, as is my daughter, one over finances and one over hair loss. Things will work out for both of them but when you are in the dark night of the soul it is hard to see the sun's rays breaking through. The clouds seem thick and dense and almost enshroud us until we learn to really see. Then we find they are but a mist that can be blown away by the breeze or lifted by the warmth of the sun. So too can we be lifted up when we allow God's light to shine through and help us look with greater clarity and less fear.
Sometimes what we experience are but life's little lessons to strengthen us and to prepare us, like a flower bed, for the beauty that will come into our lives and grow and prosper, that will blossom profusely and bring joy not only to us but all who behold the radiance of God's work fulfilled.
There is a time for all things under the sun God reminds us inpatients and faith are but a few of the lessons we learn.
05261962
I found a cookie jar for my daughter's kitchen. She needs little surprises to let her know she is loved, even though she's across the country. The ties that bind are strong and reach far. Little things can and do mean so much.
My friend here is still suffering from depression, as is my daughter, one over finances and one over hair loss. Things will work out for both of them but when you are in the dark night of the soul it is hard to see the sun's rays breaking through. The clouds seem thick and dense and almost enshroud us until we learn to really see. Then we find they are but a mist that can be blown away by the breeze or lifted by the warmth of the sun. So too can we be lifted up when we allow God's light to shine through and help us look with greater clarity and less fear.
Sometimes what we experience are but life's little lessons to strengthen us and to prepare us, like a flower bed, for the beauty that will come into our lives and grow and prosper, that will blossom profusely and bring joy not only to us but all who behold the radiance of God's work fulfilled.
There is a time for all things under the sun God reminds us inpatients and faith are but a few of the lessons we learn.
05261962
Thursday, February 22, 2018
New flowers for the garden
I'm off to town today, as I have to take care of some business and will take advantage of being there to search out more plants and find them I did. I bought two large roses already in bloom, Angel face that is lavender, and garden party, which is a greenish yellow pink tips. Another lavender was calling to me, and I don't think you can have too much lavender in your garden, and I love the fragrance. I bought Rosemary to put in a pot, the cuttings I got from a friend are already in a pot and seemed to be doing well, I may plant some up on the hill eventually.
I found four ranunculi in vibrant color: purple, yellow, pink, and white. In the herb department, I also got some oregano. The herbs seem to be doing well dispersed around the flowers. I bought a small flat of dianthus to add more color and two Japanese bamboo shrubs to give some height and a sense of laciness to the garden. I also found a baby breath, which blooms profusely in small white flowers and reminds me of lace. They had some very unusual gladiola bulbs and I bought three packages of different colors, as well as an iris with three beautiful blooms and another shrub called a broom that blooms yellow and grows 6 to 8 feet in height. I've seen them growing around here and they seem to weather the snows quite well.
When I arrived home, I took all the flowers out and put them on my deck, transforming it in a riot of color as if announcing that spring itself has arrived at my doorstep.
I am a little worried about the bare root roses I have planted as they are not getting new shoots very quickly, as they should. One, which is a beautiful shade of lavender when in bloom, has no shoots at all. I had one before in a container before I moved here but it died from the heat on my patio. I hope this one starts responding and does well. I still would like to find sterling silver, which is my favorite. It has the most magnificent long-stem lavender blooms and delicious fragrance of any rose I have ever seen.
Tomorrow will be time for planting and watering and putting my new floral purchases in their new home.
05011990
I found four ranunculi in vibrant color: purple, yellow, pink, and white. In the herb department, I also got some oregano. The herbs seem to be doing well dispersed around the flowers. I bought a small flat of dianthus to add more color and two Japanese bamboo shrubs to give some height and a sense of laciness to the garden. I also found a baby breath, which blooms profusely in small white flowers and reminds me of lace. They had some very unusual gladiola bulbs and I bought three packages of different colors, as well as an iris with three beautiful blooms and another shrub called a broom that blooms yellow and grows 6 to 8 feet in height. I've seen them growing around here and they seem to weather the snows quite well.
When I arrived home, I took all the flowers out and put them on my deck, transforming it in a riot of color as if announcing that spring itself has arrived at my doorstep.
I am a little worried about the bare root roses I have planted as they are not getting new shoots very quickly, as they should. One, which is a beautiful shade of lavender when in bloom, has no shoots at all. I had one before in a container before I moved here but it died from the heat on my patio. I hope this one starts responding and does well. I still would like to find sterling silver, which is my favorite. It has the most magnificent long-stem lavender blooms and delicious fragrance of any rose I have ever seen.
Tomorrow will be time for planting and watering and putting my new floral purchases in their new home.
05011990
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
Seeing God's country
The kitties woke me up early after staying up late last night, but I let my friend sleep in, even though she asked me to wake her when I got up. It's too early for most people. She got up at eight thinking she had slept until noon, as it is so bright here in the mornings and I had to laugh. For one thing, there is no smog or too close houses to keep the light out and I have an abundance of windows to let it in.
It was time for coffee, breakfast rolls, and a relaxing morning before we again hit the road so she can see more of the beauty where I am blessed to live. She said she doesn't want to leave and is checking out the houses with for-sale signs. I doubt that she makes the move though as she is very dependent on friends where she lives and not as adventuresome as she once was. Fear and believing that you are handicapped can do that to a person.
I saw the possibility of many boulders I can return to later to gather and new ideas for terracing the hill. She wanted to return to the forest cul-de-sac of yesterday to again see the towering giant sequoias and the snow, to just walk around and pretend she is in her beloved Yosemite. Now, she realizes she doesn't have to drive that far to find the serenity of nature.
There are two houses, in particular, she took a liking to. One may be going up for sale but has not, as yet, been listed, although I have heard the person who owns it is moving in the near future and it is a sweet house with three bedrooms and a large deck out back. It sits on a corner lot with its own backyard forest.
I took my friend back to our little village center where she could visit the antique store and hardware stores, which are now open. I found a lovely Angel to add to my collection and my friend found several things she liked but in the habit of being dependent on credit cards for purchases, she found they are not accepted here. She did not bring cash or her checkbook so went home empty-handed of purchases but in the possession of the gifts I had for. She especially liked the sitting Angel I bought to sit on her fireplace mantel. I told her to come back soon and that she is always welcome as she departed for home. I am blessed to have such a dear friend.
04131990
It was time for coffee, breakfast rolls, and a relaxing morning before we again hit the road so she can see more of the beauty where I am blessed to live. She said she doesn't want to leave and is checking out the houses with for-sale signs. I doubt that she makes the move though as she is very dependent on friends where she lives and not as adventuresome as she once was. Fear and believing that you are handicapped can do that to a person.
I saw the possibility of many boulders I can return to later to gather and new ideas for terracing the hill. She wanted to return to the forest cul-de-sac of yesterday to again see the towering giant sequoias and the snow, to just walk around and pretend she is in her beloved Yosemite. Now, she realizes she doesn't have to drive that far to find the serenity of nature.
There are two houses, in particular, she took a liking to. One may be going up for sale but has not, as yet, been listed, although I have heard the person who owns it is moving in the near future and it is a sweet house with three bedrooms and a large deck out back. It sits on a corner lot with its own backyard forest.
I took my friend back to our little village center where she could visit the antique store and hardware stores, which are now open. I found a lovely Angel to add to my collection and my friend found several things she liked but in the habit of being dependent on credit cards for purchases, she found they are not accepted here. She did not bring cash or her checkbook so went home empty-handed of purchases but in the possession of the gifts I had for. She especially liked the sitting Angel I bought to sit on her fireplace mantel. I told her to come back soon and that she is always welcome as she departed for home. I am blessed to have such a dear friend.
04131990
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
A friend's visit
My friend will be arriving today so it is time for extra cleaning, as I want her first impression of my wee cabin to be one of awe. The views themselves from the decks and the windows leave you breathless.
She didn't have a problem finding me and the first words out of her mouth were "it's gorgeous!" I gave her the tour and she couldn't believe my backyard is an Oak Grove mixed with Pines and was duly impressed.
After we got her settled, we enjoyed the wonderful chicken salad she brought for lunch. Her eyes kept going to the windows, first one then another as she drank in the vision of mountains and then trees filled with birds lighting gently on branches and singing and entertaining us as we ate. There was one squirrel that was curious about my company and had the scamper to the window to check us out. She was in disbelief at how close he came to the window. She also got several shots of Pesky, the squirrel, showing off on the back deck.
When we finished satisfying our hunger it was time to give her a partial tour of God's country, especially higher up in the hills where they still have an abundance of snow. We stopped at a cul-de-sac, which is heavily forested, and she was amazed to find we have giant sequoias up here and at the variety of pines all nestled together, some shooting high into the heavens, others spreading their branches wide below. We stayed there for quite a while, as she was reluctant to leave such beauty. She borrowed my camera so she could get a panoramic shot of the trees and try to capture a feeling of their height against the blue of the sky and the impressive clouds passing by and turning the horizon scarlet.
We took a few more roads climbing up and she couldn't believe how massive many of the homes are up here, more like hotels than houses. We ended in town but everything was closed including the restaurants, so we came home to play on the computer, create her a few cards and enjoy each other's company, have a relaxing evening, rest, and catch up on each other's news.
05011992
She didn't have a problem finding me and the first words out of her mouth were "it's gorgeous!" I gave her the tour and she couldn't believe my backyard is an Oak Grove mixed with Pines and was duly impressed.
After we got her settled, we enjoyed the wonderful chicken salad she brought for lunch. Her eyes kept going to the windows, first one then another as she drank in the vision of mountains and then trees filled with birds lighting gently on branches and singing and entertaining us as we ate. There was one squirrel that was curious about my company and had the scamper to the window to check us out. She was in disbelief at how close he came to the window. She also got several shots of Pesky, the squirrel, showing off on the back deck.
When we finished satisfying our hunger it was time to give her a partial tour of God's country, especially higher up in the hills where they still have an abundance of snow. We stopped at a cul-de-sac, which is heavily forested, and she was amazed to find we have giant sequoias up here and at the variety of pines all nestled together, some shooting high into the heavens, others spreading their branches wide below. We stayed there for quite a while, as she was reluctant to leave such beauty. She borrowed my camera so she could get a panoramic shot of the trees and try to capture a feeling of their height against the blue of the sky and the impressive clouds passing by and turning the horizon scarlet.
We took a few more roads climbing up and she couldn't believe how massive many of the homes are up here, more like hotels than houses. We ended in town but everything was closed including the restaurants, so we came home to play on the computer, create her a few cards and enjoy each other's company, have a relaxing evening, rest, and catch up on each other's news.
05011992
Monday, February 19, 2018
About the garden
The little cottontail rabbit is here this morning. I am sure he is the one who has been nibbling the tops off my tulips in the flower bed as well as some of the blossoms that have come up in the wooden barrel. First, he hides under the car, then comes out at the edge of the drive nibbling and watching me as I stand on the upper deck. First, the animals are afraid and skittish, then they become curious, bolder, then some of them become quite demanding. The neighbors say they have never seen so many animals and birds in one yard. I think it is because I respect them and realize it was their territory long before people came along. I provide them with food and give them their space. Even the little Chipmunks run across open space instead of hiding. The squirrels run freely across the deck and the big Blue Jay asks for peanuts. I speak to them and they are used to the sound of my voice now and chatter back.
The sky is a brilliant blue with small bands of fluffy white clouds starting here and there like exclamation points. The wind is cold and brisk causing the Angel windmill to spin round and round against the hill.
The boulder line is growing and there are four more I brought home waiting to be added. The marigolds like mini suns shining from below in shades of orange, yellows, and rusts, and the bright pink carnations give me a great sense of accomplishment although there is a lot of hill still to conquer. It all takes time and instead of being impatient I'm grateful as bit by bit becomes transformed with color.
Today, I finish packing the Easter box for my daughter and granddaughter: the Pooh bear, Pooh ball, and the musical duck block holder. I also put in the charcoal, incense, and decide to send my daughter the new hearings I bought as an Easter gift. I tucked in a crafter's apron with pockets and will get the box in the mail tomorrow.
I am enjoying the sunny skies and the ever-changing clouds that throw shadows on the hills. I give all the flowers a good soaking as well as fruit trees as best I can from the bottom of the hill and fill up the very large saucer I am using as a birdbath. I see the squirrel go there to watch himself and get a drink, everything is put to good use.
04061991
The sky is a brilliant blue with small bands of fluffy white clouds starting here and there like exclamation points. The wind is cold and brisk causing the Angel windmill to spin round and round against the hill.
The boulder line is growing and there are four more I brought home waiting to be added. The marigolds like mini suns shining from below in shades of orange, yellows, and rusts, and the bright pink carnations give me a great sense of accomplishment although there is a lot of hill still to conquer. It all takes time and instead of being impatient I'm grateful as bit by bit becomes transformed with color.
Today, I finish packing the Easter box for my daughter and granddaughter: the Pooh bear, Pooh ball, and the musical duck block holder. I also put in the charcoal, incense, and decide to send my daughter the new hearings I bought as an Easter gift. I tucked in a crafter's apron with pockets and will get the box in the mail tomorrow.
I am enjoying the sunny skies and the ever-changing clouds that throw shadows on the hills. I give all the flowers a good soaking as well as fruit trees as best I can from the bottom of the hill and fill up the very large saucer I am using as a birdbath. I see the squirrel go there to watch himself and get a drink, everything is put to good use.
04061991
Sunday, February 18, 2018
Great changes in my life
I have been rethinking my blessings of this past year, the ending of one chapter in my life and a whole new world that has been given to me. I have achieved closure in some areas and a new door has opened. I have been transported from being enclosed away from wide-open spaces to the beauty of God's country.
I know that God answers our prayers and needs, not in the limited way it is our nature to believe, but in a greater, fuller, richer, way than we could imagine possible. I wanted space and God gave me a home on the hill with an endless expansive sky, great forested areas and a view that goes on for miles that takes the breath away. Where I formerly felt suppressed, I now feel serene and expansive.
God wants more for us than we possibly could ask for ourselves. I was in a job that had suppressed my joy and an estrangement with family that left me feeling empty at times. I've found when you ask God you'd better stand back for answers come quickly and in and abundance that can stagger our imaginations. The same day I prayed the job that was sucking the life out of me ended and a healing began, not just physically and mentally, but in a great spiritual growth that is taking me on a new path. God gave me back my dreams and the time and training to put them to use and, I'm sure, the expectation that I do so.
The gulf with my immediate family has not improved much and have learned you cannot force what others have no desire to give, but God has given me a wealth of family I never knew. Shortly after my prayer two cousins came back into my life I had not seen in many years and thanks to our mutual interest in genealogy I now have a wealth of cousins in a multitude of countries I'm getting to know and opportunities to travel and meet them. It is a healing not only for myself but others as well.
I've also been blessed with the new granddaughter who is dear to my heart and fills my life with joy even from miles away, as do all my grandchildren. God does give us what we need when we need it and all we need to do is ask and leave the answer to Him. Then be prepared to 'receive' and 'believe' that it will be so, for God loves us unconditionally and completely.
12021990
I know that God answers our prayers and needs, not in the limited way it is our nature to believe, but in a greater, fuller, richer, way than we could imagine possible. I wanted space and God gave me a home on the hill with an endless expansive sky, great forested areas and a view that goes on for miles that takes the breath away. Where I formerly felt suppressed, I now feel serene and expansive.
God wants more for us than we possibly could ask for ourselves. I was in a job that had suppressed my joy and an estrangement with family that left me feeling empty at times. I've found when you ask God you'd better stand back for answers come quickly and in and abundance that can stagger our imaginations. The same day I prayed the job that was sucking the life out of me ended and a healing began, not just physically and mentally, but in a great spiritual growth that is taking me on a new path. God gave me back my dreams and the time and training to put them to use and, I'm sure, the expectation that I do so.
The gulf with my immediate family has not improved much and have learned you cannot force what others have no desire to give, but God has given me a wealth of family I never knew. Shortly after my prayer two cousins came back into my life I had not seen in many years and thanks to our mutual interest in genealogy I now have a wealth of cousins in a multitude of countries I'm getting to know and opportunities to travel and meet them. It is a healing not only for myself but others as well.
I've also been blessed with the new granddaughter who is dear to my heart and fills my life with joy even from miles away, as do all my grandchildren. God does give us what we need when we need it and all we need to do is ask and leave the answer to Him. Then be prepared to 'receive' and 'believe' that it will be so, for God loves us unconditionally and completely.
12021990
Saturday, February 17, 2018
Flowers and family
The air is crisp today, so it is on with the sweatshirt, instead of the short sleeve T-shirt of late. Misty clouds hang low over the mountains and a steady breeze blows the flower windmill I bought myself yesterday, that has a little garden angel in the middle and blue petals, around and around and as it spins I work in my garden planting more marigolds. Their bright golden, yellow, and mixed rust colors give spots of sunshine along the border of rocks I am creating on the hill. It is if they say," here I am." I also plant two different kinds of mint with the hope they will spread out beneath the roses. In another area I plant Golden Sage with its multicolored leaves of green and yellow and along the border two Hardy Sage with their blooms of lavender.
When I water some of the boulders on the hill dislodge and I have to reset them, which is a heavy and muddy task. Luckily they did not completely crush the marigolds beneath them but did decapitate a Golden flower. I still have two new roses to plant but I will save them for another day. One already has a bud that will soon be ready to open. I do need to start the row of boulders along the drive but first I need to get some concrete to set them in place then I can fill it in with flat rocks and an occasional flowerpot or small bust to add height and color.
The squirrels are so active today, running all over the decks and yard as if they missed my company yesterday and are trying to get my attention today. Their antics certainly make me laugh and amuse the neighbors as well.
I take time for my emails and to write my newly discovered cousin in France. She and her husband are coming to the states next month and we may have the opportunity to meet them, although my son is too shy to ask. She has sent the date, hotel, flight and phone number, which I sense is a desire, on her part, and opportunity for all of us. I'm quite excited over the prospect.
When I prayed to God for greater closeness with family He answered with an abundance I had not anticipated. I now have cousins I am in contact with in the states, Canada, France and Chile. He has brought me whole new world of family and I am grateful.
06011990
When I water some of the boulders on the hill dislodge and I have to reset them, which is a heavy and muddy task. Luckily they did not completely crush the marigolds beneath them but did decapitate a Golden flower. I still have two new roses to plant but I will save them for another day. One already has a bud that will soon be ready to open. I do need to start the row of boulders along the drive but first I need to get some concrete to set them in place then I can fill it in with flat rocks and an occasional flowerpot or small bust to add height and color.
The squirrels are so active today, running all over the decks and yard as if they missed my company yesterday and are trying to get my attention today. Their antics certainly make me laugh and amuse the neighbors as well.
I take time for my emails and to write my newly discovered cousin in France. She and her husband are coming to the states next month and we may have the opportunity to meet them, although my son is too shy to ask. She has sent the date, hotel, flight and phone number, which I sense is a desire, on her part, and opportunity for all of us. I'm quite excited over the prospect.
When I prayed to God for greater closeness with family He answered with an abundance I had not anticipated. I now have cousins I am in contact with in the states, Canada, France and Chile. He has brought me whole new world of family and I am grateful.
06011990
Friday, February 16, 2018
Off to Ventura
It's off to Ventura today: to visit friends, the beach, the Angel store, and browse wherever else the whim carries me and to lunch on the pier. I've been looking forward to it all week and get an early start.
I have brought along my pictures of God's country at my friend's request and she loves the many changes of weather I have captured on film: the snow-covered hills, the cabins, and wildlife. She laughed at the series of Pesky, the squirrel, stealing the cotton out of my chair cushion on my back deck. Of course, she loved the tall pine trees and has tw on her back deck that are so big and tall, still in containers, she doesn't know how they will be moved out of there and she would love to have somewhere to plant them, but wants it to be her own place, which is impossible where she lives as her condo only has decks for yards.
My main purpose of going to Ventura was to file my income taxes but I did not make enough for that to be possible and my CPA refused to charge me for her time so I gave her a gift of greeting cards to use.
It is an overcast and chilly day. Still, there were surfers out in the water, one windsurfer that fascinated the children at the next table, plus a few speedboats and young people in shorts running up and down the wharf. This weekend fishermen were out doing their best to bring in a catch or two while I just sat absorbed my surroundings. As well as enjoyed wonderful meal and the smell of the sea air.
It's big treat to have lunch on the pier at one of my favorite seafood restaurants. The extra sourdough bread comes fresh and warm, they have coleslaw unique and unequaled, and the fresh cod has me salivating. The atmosphere, of course, looking ride out over the water draws me to a window seat when it is too chilly to sit outside. I feel totally relaxed and rejuvenated as I always do watching the waves play against the shore.
I couldn't resist going to visit the Angel store nearby. I found a statue of the Arch-Angel Uriel that is unusual; I've never seen one before so, of course, I broke down and bought it as well as a Boyd's bunny for my granddaughter. At that Gifts from Earth shop I found some charcoal incense and a beautiful pair of earrings for my daughter. She buys everything the baby needs and nothing for herself. She needs an Easter gift from the heart as well as things for the baby. I know she will be surprised.
04051992
I have brought along my pictures of God's country at my friend's request and she loves the many changes of weather I have captured on film: the snow-covered hills, the cabins, and wildlife. She laughed at the series of Pesky, the squirrel, stealing the cotton out of my chair cushion on my back deck. Of course, she loved the tall pine trees and has tw on her back deck that are so big and tall, still in containers, she doesn't know how they will be moved out of there and she would love to have somewhere to plant them, but wants it to be her own place, which is impossible where she lives as her condo only has decks for yards.
My main purpose of going to Ventura was to file my income taxes but I did not make enough for that to be possible and my CPA refused to charge me for her time so I gave her a gift of greeting cards to use.
It is an overcast and chilly day. Still, there were surfers out in the water, one windsurfer that fascinated the children at the next table, plus a few speedboats and young people in shorts running up and down the wharf. This weekend fishermen were out doing their best to bring in a catch or two while I just sat absorbed my surroundings. As well as enjoyed wonderful meal and the smell of the sea air.
It's big treat to have lunch on the pier at one of my favorite seafood restaurants. The extra sourdough bread comes fresh and warm, they have coleslaw unique and unequaled, and the fresh cod has me salivating. The atmosphere, of course, looking ride out over the water draws me to a window seat when it is too chilly to sit outside. I feel totally relaxed and rejuvenated as I always do watching the waves play against the shore.
I couldn't resist going to visit the Angel store nearby. I found a statue of the Arch-Angel Uriel that is unusual; I've never seen one before so, of course, I broke down and bought it as well as a Boyd's bunny for my granddaughter. At that Gifts from Earth shop I found some charcoal incense and a beautiful pair of earrings for my daughter. She buys everything the baby needs and nothing for herself. She needs an Easter gift from the heart as well as things for the baby. I know she will be surprised.
04051992
Sunday, February 4, 2018
Walls and thoughts
I start my morning in peace and a new determination to exercise more by walking the hills while it's still early. Today, I went down the hill on my own street taking pictures as I went. It is a much different view than snapping shots from the car. I also met the new neighbor a few houses down from me. He was having coffee on his deck so I welcomed him to the neighborhood and introduced myself. He, like me, has relocated from a more crowded area, is an artist, works at home and loves it up here in God's country.
He was fortunate to see his first deer when two appeared in his yard and he was in awe, still. Of course, unpacking will take a while (I should know about that) and finding a place and space for everything.
He has a problem with woodpeckers and the fake owls it was recommended he buy don't help at all. Why am I not surprised! Birds are quite intelligent, I find, as are the squirrels and other animals. He also has an interest in gardening, so we discussed what grows up here and doesn't.
I felt it might help to be welcomed as it made me feel good when three of my neighbors came, at different times, and introduced themselves. Only the neighbors next door come by to chat, others just say hello and passing.
I continued my long walk, going up the long, long, hill on the next street. It became harder going the steeper decline and as I got closer to the top I had to make more frequent stops.
I even got a picture of my own home from a new direction side-by-side with my neighbor's. My little place really looks very private seen from the back, hidden behind my forest of oaks.
In my mind, I earmarked some boulders to retrieve later, which I did on my way home from the post office when I had a car to carry them. I was able to bring home one medium and one smaller bolder and added them to my row at the base of my hill.
I stand on my deck upstairs or down below and view my progress, in my mind imagining where I will put more plants, add the walkway up, set the next terrace of boulders and wonder how I will get them up the hill to place them. Still, I get a sense of satisfaction seeing the small changes I have made already and witnessing the beautiful blooms and carnations and marigolds. Nature is a constant thing to marvel at.
04061992
He was fortunate to see his first deer when two appeared in his yard and he was in awe, still. Of course, unpacking will take a while (I should know about that) and finding a place and space for everything.
He has a problem with woodpeckers and the fake owls it was recommended he buy don't help at all. Why am I not surprised! Birds are quite intelligent, I find, as are the squirrels and other animals. He also has an interest in gardening, so we discussed what grows up here and doesn't.
I felt it might help to be welcomed as it made me feel good when three of my neighbors came, at different times, and introduced themselves. Only the neighbors next door come by to chat, others just say hello and passing.
I continued my long walk, going up the long, long, hill on the next street. It became harder going the steeper decline and as I got closer to the top I had to make more frequent stops.
I even got a picture of my own home from a new direction side-by-side with my neighbor's. My little place really looks very private seen from the back, hidden behind my forest of oaks.
In my mind, I earmarked some boulders to retrieve later, which I did on my way home from the post office when I had a car to carry them. I was able to bring home one medium and one smaller bolder and added them to my row at the base of my hill.
I stand on my deck upstairs or down below and view my progress, in my mind imagining where I will put more plants, add the walkway up, set the next terrace of boulders and wonder how I will get them up the hill to place them. Still, I get a sense of satisfaction seeing the small changes I have made already and witnessing the beautiful blooms and carnations and marigolds. Nature is a constant thing to marvel at.
04061992
Saturday, February 3, 2018
Ups and downs
The owner of the antique shop called, they've agreed to carrying my card line and will gladly accept the note cards too if they have the same sort of pictures, I assured them they do. The one problem I see is they upped the price to $4.95 each so that they could take a profit of $2.00 per card which is more than 60%. They had originally told me the consignment was 10%, but either they have great faith in the sales or are suffering from greed or need.
I stopped to deliver the cards when I went to the post office, which is when I discovered the change in price although they are nicely displayed at the front counter. I'll leave it in God's hands but will visit some of the other shops, like the flower shop and candy store, as well as the hardware store, and see if they will carry them as well at a more reasonable price. I also want to put out an ad for my graphics and post it in the post office and wherever else they will allow. I also need to get my business cards redone with my correct address and phone number. It is on one of my discs, I just need to locate it.
I enjoyed making more little notecards. I lose myself when I am editing my pictures, highlighting the colors are bringing windows out of the shadows, removing unwanted cable and phone lines and making other small changes and seeing the finished product.
It was a necessity to spend time on the phone with the phone company as months after I returned a phone they sent I am still being charged for it even though I had canceled the order before they even put it in the mail and they claim they could not find any order for. Then I had to call the credit union to straighten out another problem. The third irritation on my list, the asphalt that sunk into the snow over the newly placed septic tank, had to wait as the person I needed to speak with wasn't in. It seems I almost have to take myself out of the state of peace and grace in order to deal with these people and even my journaling becomes stilted and more about facts than feeling.
I'm sure I can build the wood planters, add a framework for trellises and maybe even build a bench to sit on. I walk around the driveway area under a large oak and picture where I would put each planter, the doorway, and the rock planter I would like to build next to the stairway. That will come to life as well. The back area toward the forest I would leave open and I would put out lots of pots of different heights and shapes with a multitude of flowers in every color you could imagine. The beauty of nature is something I meditate upon.
04011996
I stopped to deliver the cards when I went to the post office, which is when I discovered the change in price although they are nicely displayed at the front counter. I'll leave it in God's hands but will visit some of the other shops, like the flower shop and candy store, as well as the hardware store, and see if they will carry them as well at a more reasonable price. I also want to put out an ad for my graphics and post it in the post office and wherever else they will allow. I also need to get my business cards redone with my correct address and phone number. It is on one of my discs, I just need to locate it.
I enjoyed making more little notecards. I lose myself when I am editing my pictures, highlighting the colors are bringing windows out of the shadows, removing unwanted cable and phone lines and making other small changes and seeing the finished product.
It was a necessity to spend time on the phone with the phone company as months after I returned a phone they sent I am still being charged for it even though I had canceled the order before they even put it in the mail and they claim they could not find any order for. Then I had to call the credit union to straighten out another problem. The third irritation on my list, the asphalt that sunk into the snow over the newly placed septic tank, had to wait as the person I needed to speak with wasn't in. It seems I almost have to take myself out of the state of peace and grace in order to deal with these people and even my journaling becomes stilted and more about facts than feeling.
I'm sure I can build the wood planters, add a framework for trellises and maybe even build a bench to sit on. I walk around the driveway area under a large oak and picture where I would put each planter, the doorway, and the rock planter I would like to build next to the stairway. That will come to life as well. The back area toward the forest I would leave open and I would put out lots of pots of different heights and shapes with a multitude of flowers in every color you could imagine. The beauty of nature is something I meditate upon.
04011996
Friday, February 2, 2018
Working in the Garden
I'm up really early and watch the pink tinges of dawn lighten to a white cloud streaked blue. The golden marigolds look very chipper from atop my deck and boulder railing has grown significantly. A wee chipmunk darts forward then nervously runs back to hide beneath my car. Finally his curiosity outweighs his timidness and he scurries to investigate the new landscape taking place, sticking his little head between the large rocks that to him truly are boulders. It's like he is saying "check it out, great caves!" There are an unaccountable number of birds as well, in profuse variety and color. As the hill develops, so does their interest.
My neighbor next door also came over while I was planting the roses. she says it is disgusting to be up so early and ambitious. She came back later to check on my progress and told me she had been watching me from her dining room area and gave me her stamp of approval. She and her husband seem to be reluctant to see changes made in the place, as the were friends of the former owners although they seem not to be in touch now that they moved. Getting acceptance from an established area when you are the new kid on the block takes time but they all wave and speak now so I assume I am gradually becoming part of their world.
The yard is full of birds; most of them have adjusted to me and often will stay still and watch me work. At times they all take flight but always return again in a short while. They seem delighted that I have dug up some dirt while planting and peck at it hunting for bugs to eat.
I spent time making more of the note cards while I am waiting to hear whether the antique shop agrees to carry the larger ones. I feel that those who only dash off a note would prefer smaller cards.I also worked on the postcards but am unhappy with the quality of paper (very flimsy) and will have to adjust the settings to print them as they are off line with the paper.
I need to spend time on the house as I have neglected it lately for the yard. I do keep up with the decks everyday so that it is not piled high with empty sells and I have been looking through my gardening magazines for ideas. A secret garden at the end of the drive would be nice, and to build some large wooden planters. They even have instructions for some of the projects.
03191989
My neighbor next door also came over while I was planting the roses. she says it is disgusting to be up so early and ambitious. She came back later to check on my progress and told me she had been watching me from her dining room area and gave me her stamp of approval. She and her husband seem to be reluctant to see changes made in the place, as the were friends of the former owners although they seem not to be in touch now that they moved. Getting acceptance from an established area when you are the new kid on the block takes time but they all wave and speak now so I assume I am gradually becoming part of their world.
The yard is full of birds; most of them have adjusted to me and often will stay still and watch me work. At times they all take flight but always return again in a short while. They seem delighted that I have dug up some dirt while planting and peck at it hunting for bugs to eat.
I spent time making more of the note cards while I am waiting to hear whether the antique shop agrees to carry the larger ones. I feel that those who only dash off a note would prefer smaller cards.I also worked on the postcards but am unhappy with the quality of paper (very flimsy) and will have to adjust the settings to print them as they are off line with the paper.
I need to spend time on the house as I have neglected it lately for the yard. I do keep up with the decks everyday so that it is not piled high with empty sells and I have been looking through my gardening magazines for ideas. A secret garden at the end of the drive would be nice, and to build some large wooden planters. They even have instructions for some of the projects.
03191989
Saturday, January 27, 2018
Roaming the hills
I took a ride into town, mainly to get rid of the leavings from the rat's nest, ugh! I am grateful my friend Phil helped me clean out the wood box, which it had moved into and was preparing for its upcoming family.
I keep washing my hands but still feel the need to reclean them when I handle anything in the vicinity of the rat. Needless to say, I hate rats and I'm not fond of snakes either. I'm proud of myself that I set the trap and disposed of the dead create and will rest it again, just in case.
On a pleasanter note, I found and brought home my first boulder. I have decided to terrace the hill with boulders for that is within my budget, free. I need to search them out and plant them like flowers on the hill. A lot of homes up here have rock walls. I will keep my eyes open for healthy prospects about that area that I am able to lift. The first one is in place in front of the new rose bushes and looks right fine there.
I also followed my whimsy up and down the roads and hills, finding new homes in forest settings, some still covered in snow, and getting more pictures for my collection. It was relaxing going at my own pace and stopping at will. The car heated up when I got home from all the climbing in low gear but recovered nicely within a few minutes.
There are marvelous homes set way back from the road with tall pines for a front yard and houses clinging to the side of a hill that is their front year if air can be a yard. Some are hidden behind a curve and like a miracle, or a mirage, come into view at a road's turn, like magic. Now you see it, now you don't only in reverse. There is so much more for me to explore and I would love to have family and friends just ramble with me and share my amazement and wonder.
I love to work in the garden and wonder what I can create here. I've never had a hill to work before. It is a new challenge, one I am anxious to see come to life. Somehow I want it to be magnificent, breathtaking, and peaceful, a tribute to Go for the gift of this home and my new life and experiences. I feel truly blessed.
Tomorrow I will bless this home. I will sprinkle Holy Water around it, burn the sage smudge stick and say a prayer and ask the angels to join me. I feel their presence. This is a place of healing, of peace, and of creativity. I ask God's guidance in all that I do.
03121990
I keep washing my hands but still feel the need to reclean them when I handle anything in the vicinity of the rat. Needless to say, I hate rats and I'm not fond of snakes either. I'm proud of myself that I set the trap and disposed of the dead create and will rest it again, just in case.
On a pleasanter note, I found and brought home my first boulder. I have decided to terrace the hill with boulders for that is within my budget, free. I need to search them out and plant them like flowers on the hill. A lot of homes up here have rock walls. I will keep my eyes open for healthy prospects about that area that I am able to lift. The first one is in place in front of the new rose bushes and looks right fine there.
I also followed my whimsy up and down the roads and hills, finding new homes in forest settings, some still covered in snow, and getting more pictures for my collection. It was relaxing going at my own pace and stopping at will. The car heated up when I got home from all the climbing in low gear but recovered nicely within a few minutes.
There are marvelous homes set way back from the road with tall pines for a front yard and houses clinging to the side of a hill that is their front year if air can be a yard. Some are hidden behind a curve and like a miracle, or a mirage, come into view at a road's turn, like magic. Now you see it, now you don't only in reverse. There is so much more for me to explore and I would love to have family and friends just ramble with me and share my amazement and wonder.
I love to work in the garden and wonder what I can create here. I've never had a hill to work before. It is a new challenge, one I am anxious to see come to life. Somehow I want it to be magnificent, breathtaking, and peaceful, a tribute to Go for the gift of this home and my new life and experiences. I feel truly blessed.
Tomorrow I will bless this home. I will sprinkle Holy Water around it, burn the sage smudge stick and say a prayer and ask the angels to join me. I feel their presence. This is a place of healing, of peace, and of creativity. I ask God's guidance in all that I do.
03121990
Friday, January 26, 2018
Me, my friend and prospectives
Today I went with my camera driving and climbing with a friend. Not the slow pace that I usually go at but I did record, in my memory bank, places to revisit and photograph. We also went up to Mount Pinos where there is a more abundant amount of snow but there were lots of cars, kids, and snow bunnies covering the hills, as well as standing in the streets, it was hard to get may pictures as I am trying to capture the pristine beauty of nature, at this point, and not the tremendous activity of mankind spoiling it. It was a good day never the less and we both felt buoyed up after our exploration.
We stopped to let her black lab romp in the snow. As with most labs, she is very, very, hyper and knocked her owner down and then tried to drag her up the hill. All the while smiling in her playful doggy way. Luckily for my friend, she was able to regain her feet and convince her pet they were not going to climb the mountain. A family with small children arrived, running across the highway without looking, and we had to quickly hurry the lab away and into the car as she is not used to children and we didn't want to take any chances. She can be terribly hard to control and never seems to tire but certainly wears one out just being around her. She is wild about snow and even in the car will wildly go from side to side bouncing on anything in her path as if saying "its snow, its snow, its snow!" At this point, my friend and I both need to relax and unwind with a hot cup of tea.
It is an evening to be in touch with my friends and family. Friends called as well as three out of my four of my children and, as usual, it is wonderful to hear their voices, their news, and to share our adventures.
I delivered some of my greeting cards to the little gift store in town and am now waiting to hear from the owner. It is in God's hands but I am proud of myself for finally broaching the subject and for taking them in at all. I am not secure about selling myself and must learn to conquer this shyness in order to be successful in my graphics. I must also update my business cards and make some advertisements.
What do I want to concentrate on? I am excited with the thought of creating postcards. Many requests have been made to those who work in the village but there are not available up here. I am grateful for the suggestion and for being singled out to remedy the situation. I also thought I could mat and frame a few pictures for the store. I have heard that there is a lilac festival and I should rent a table. It's the big thing up here. Then I should like to paint some pictures from the photographs I am taking and get back to my angels as well. I started that series of pictures some time ago and have not finished the full series I want to create. One step at a time will get me to my destination and my goals.
03121990
We stopped to let her black lab romp in the snow. As with most labs, she is very, very, hyper and knocked her owner down and then tried to drag her up the hill. All the while smiling in her playful doggy way. Luckily for my friend, she was able to regain her feet and convince her pet they were not going to climb the mountain. A family with small children arrived, running across the highway without looking, and we had to quickly hurry the lab away and into the car as she is not used to children and we didn't want to take any chances. She can be terribly hard to control and never seems to tire but certainly wears one out just being around her. She is wild about snow and even in the car will wildly go from side to side bouncing on anything in her path as if saying "its snow, its snow, its snow!" At this point, my friend and I both need to relax and unwind with a hot cup of tea.
It is an evening to be in touch with my friends and family. Friends called as well as three out of my four of my children and, as usual, it is wonderful to hear their voices, their news, and to share our adventures.
I delivered some of my greeting cards to the little gift store in town and am now waiting to hear from the owner. It is in God's hands but I am proud of myself for finally broaching the subject and for taking them in at all. I am not secure about selling myself and must learn to conquer this shyness in order to be successful in my graphics. I must also update my business cards and make some advertisements.
What do I want to concentrate on? I am excited with the thought of creating postcards. Many requests have been made to those who work in the village but there are not available up here. I am grateful for the suggestion and for being singled out to remedy the situation. I also thought I could mat and frame a few pictures for the store. I have heard that there is a lilac festival and I should rent a table. It's the big thing up here. Then I should like to paint some pictures from the photographs I am taking and get back to my angels as well. I started that series of pictures some time ago and have not finished the full series I want to create. One step at a time will get me to my destination and my goals.
03121990
Monday, January 22, 2018
Unexpected change
The mountains this morning are covered with low hazy clouds moving in and a cold biting wind is blowing. It looks as if another storm is attempting to visit God's country and as if winter is reluctant to let go of her grasp. Pesky, the squirrel, ever the early riser, was at the back deck before six-thirty this morning seeking his breakfast. By then the birds in the forest had started their morning serenade and the big stellar Jay came caw-caw-cawing out front. Morning gets well announced the mountains.
A half-moon shines in the pale blue sky hanging like a slice of lemon as dawn lightens the clouds, the night recedes, and now only puffs of gray clouds remain over the mountains behind. A new day is opening to the world.
After an unexpected call, my plans for the day become altered and I ready myself for a trip into town instead of the continued exploration of Pine Mountain. The high point is to develop two more rolls of film and to have the evidence of what I saw through a small eyehole revealed onto photo paper. Some are too shadowed but have promise in Photoshop where separate areas can be lightened without bleaching out other areas that do not need it, a wonderful tool. Parts that do not enhance the picture and actually distract from it can be cropped out. I look at the photos with the discerning eye, they are works of art to be re-created after their development. I am anxious to play with them on the computer but will have to wait for now.
I find some wonderful rose plants on sale. I've started a rose garden with one small patch of my hill and these will join the three small dwarf roses I have already planted. I also found a Carnation in a beautiful shade of rose pink. I am told they would to well up here so I will add it to the landscape. I'm still debating the best way to terrace the hill and where to start. I need some materials to work with. I have rocks of course but everyone up here has rocks. Do I add bricks or railroad ties? I need to look through more do-it-yourself books because that is what I will be doing. I am the worker as well as the thinker and creator but for tonight I am grateful just to be home and to have time to relax and rest my body and mind.
03131989
A half-moon shines in the pale blue sky hanging like a slice of lemon as dawn lightens the clouds, the night recedes, and now only puffs of gray clouds remain over the mountains behind. A new day is opening to the world.
After an unexpected call, my plans for the day become altered and I ready myself for a trip into town instead of the continued exploration of Pine Mountain. The high point is to develop two more rolls of film and to have the evidence of what I saw through a small eyehole revealed onto photo paper. Some are too shadowed but have promise in Photoshop where separate areas can be lightened without bleaching out other areas that do not need it, a wonderful tool. Parts that do not enhance the picture and actually distract from it can be cropped out. I look at the photos with the discerning eye, they are works of art to be re-created after their development. I am anxious to play with them on the computer but will have to wait for now.
I find some wonderful rose plants on sale. I've started a rose garden with one small patch of my hill and these will join the three small dwarf roses I have already planted. I also found a Carnation in a beautiful shade of rose pink. I am told they would to well up here so I will add it to the landscape. I'm still debating the best way to terrace the hill and where to start. I need some materials to work with. I have rocks of course but everyone up here has rocks. Do I add bricks or railroad ties? I need to look through more do-it-yourself books because that is what I will be doing. I am the worker as well as the thinker and creator but for tonight I am grateful just to be home and to have time to relax and rest my body and mind.
03131989
Sunday, January 21, 2018
As spring comes
The snow melts little more each day. In some ways, it seems like the reverse of winter, like the ground is growing. Sometimes there's just an inlet of white connecting two areas of snow with brown dirt, rocks, and plants becoming more exposed. It is almost as if a rebirth were taking place, which in a way it is. At night from above, it almost looks like a map with oceans of snow against a continent of the land, large landmasses and smaller islands, all waiting exploration.
My hill is part of my own little world, constantly changing, evolving, growing, and developing as I am in this new area and phase of my life. I am starting a whole new chapter of my life and a new way of thinking. My work is now more mental and creative than physical. My exercise comes from the energy I put into my yard and home. God is in charge and He he has brought me to this place for peace and a purpose.
I am learning new things each day, making new choices, seeing with new eyes and always growing. I'm not the same person I was a few years ago and I feel the presence of the Angels very near me.
The expansive sky has never been as clear or bright elsewhere. The stars winking like diamonds speak to me of another world, a heaven that awaits that is beyond imagination. Nature is a part of all our lives in God's country. As the evening progresses the lights dim and go out in the houses around me and it is just myself and the night and God here soaking in the silence. The air is fresh and clean without the heaviness of the city. There is a sound that silence makes, it is called serenity through God's grace.
My fruit trees are beginning to bud, a sure sign that spring is on the way. More and more bulbs are making their way to the surface and soon it should be a riot of color in the front flowerbed. My small pine tree has unearthed itself from the snow and seems to be taller than when winter began. The igloo that my son and grandchildren built during their visit caved in long ago and is slowly melting into the earth and water runs down the hill in a fast-moving stream during the day. In the early mornings, when the air is still cold, there can be a danger of the ice on the ground. Something you learn quickly when you move to the mountains.
I'm looking forward to seeing the diverse gardens up here as spring turns into summer. I understand many others besides me enjoy their gardens and roses, poppies, tulips, and many other flowers, all of which will soon be in bloom transforming this paradise I call home once again.
03131990
My hill is part of my own little world, constantly changing, evolving, growing, and developing as I am in this new area and phase of my life. I am starting a whole new chapter of my life and a new way of thinking. My work is now more mental and creative than physical. My exercise comes from the energy I put into my yard and home. God is in charge and He he has brought me to this place for peace and a purpose.
I am learning new things each day, making new choices, seeing with new eyes and always growing. I'm not the same person I was a few years ago and I feel the presence of the Angels very near me.
The expansive sky has never been as clear or bright elsewhere. The stars winking like diamonds speak to me of another world, a heaven that awaits that is beyond imagination. Nature is a part of all our lives in God's country. As the evening progresses the lights dim and go out in the houses around me and it is just myself and the night and God here soaking in the silence. The air is fresh and clean without the heaviness of the city. There is a sound that silence makes, it is called serenity through God's grace.
My fruit trees are beginning to bud, a sure sign that spring is on the way. More and more bulbs are making their way to the surface and soon it should be a riot of color in the front flowerbed. My small pine tree has unearthed itself from the snow and seems to be taller than when winter began. The igloo that my son and grandchildren built during their visit caved in long ago and is slowly melting into the earth and water runs down the hill in a fast-moving stream during the day. In the early mornings, when the air is still cold, there can be a danger of the ice on the ground. Something you learn quickly when you move to the mountains.
I'm looking forward to seeing the diverse gardens up here as spring turns into summer. I understand many others besides me enjoy their gardens and roses, poppies, tulips, and many other flowers, all of which will soon be in bloom transforming this paradise I call home once again.
03131990
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Culture Shock
I count my blessings for the sunshine and to visit my dearest friend, as I have missed her company, her warmth, and her humor. We have shared our lives for many years and have a closeness I do not share with my own family I grew up in.
The first thing we did was share a big hug, then pictures. She shows me the changes she has made and I give her a card I had made just for her to give to her brother upon graduation.
I noticed all the changes in the area since I visited last, which wasn't even six months ago, especially the new housing tracks that are so close together and I am grateful for my own home in the hills of God's country and my land and trees and space. I feel a lack of breath in this closeness, the noise and the crowded, cramped, feeling of being on top of each other. It wasn't long ago that I lived in such an atmosphere and it was this impersonal, overpopulated way of living I wanted to leave behind and do not miss.
Her garden is a series of pots on the backyard deck and one orange tree in a corner. There is a lack of Birdsong and no scampering of little critters. Her view is of the neighbors instead of the mountains, open sky, magnificent clouds, forested areas, and the beauty of God's creation.
I miss my friends but not city living even though I must travel to do my major shopping and banking. I know when I am through I can return home to the peace of my mountain home. It is worth putting up with snow and winding roads and long drives. When I exit the freeway and point the car toward home I become aware of the beauty and feel it deep serenity and anticipation as well as relaxation spread through my veins and circulate in my blood. My whole being rejoices at the sight of the trees and beloved mountains, to take deep breathes of clean clear air that carries the scent of snow and pines. I do not hurry but take time to admire the beauty as I slowly wind my way home knowing that peace and serenity is but a short drive away, and the culture shock of the city is behind me
.09131992
The first thing we did was share a big hug, then pictures. She shows me the changes she has made and I give her a card I had made just for her to give to her brother upon graduation.
I noticed all the changes in the area since I visited last, which wasn't even six months ago, especially the new housing tracks that are so close together and I am grateful for my own home in the hills of God's country and my land and trees and space. I feel a lack of breath in this closeness, the noise and the crowded, cramped, feeling of being on top of each other. It wasn't long ago that I lived in such an atmosphere and it was this impersonal, overpopulated way of living I wanted to leave behind and do not miss.
Her garden is a series of pots on the backyard deck and one orange tree in a corner. There is a lack of Birdsong and no scampering of little critters. Her view is of the neighbors instead of the mountains, open sky, magnificent clouds, forested areas, and the beauty of God's creation.
I miss my friends but not city living even though I must travel to do my major shopping and banking. I know when I am through I can return home to the peace of my mountain home. It is worth putting up with snow and winding roads and long drives. When I exit the freeway and point the car toward home I become aware of the beauty and feel it deep serenity and anticipation as well as relaxation spread through my veins and circulate in my blood. My whole being rejoices at the sight of the trees and beloved mountains, to take deep breathes of clean clear air that carries the scent of snow and pines. I do not hurry but take time to admire the beauty as I slowly wind my way home knowing that peace and serenity is but a short drive away, and the culture shock of the city is behind me
.09131992
Friday, January 19, 2018
Night and Day
There is nothing like the stars in a clear cloudless sky in the mountains set against a backdrop of a black border with trees and house shapes along the horizon in all directions. The world seems so vast up here and yet it is a fairly small community. The peace at night is something I treasure, as well as the chatter of nature during the day.
The wee birds who nest on my deck in a corner to catch some sleep or in the flower beds in the dirt along the sides of the house, their heads tucked beneath a wing and their eyes closed to the light but always alert to what is going on around them. At night they all return to their safe havens to awake in the morning when they will return to my house for more seed.
There is a rat nesting in my wood box and he has chewed away a the corner for easy access in and out and, of course, leaving droppings all around. I'm going to have to take action against it as it will not move and it is unhealthy so close to the house and he may try to find his way in. I know that rats are God's creatures too, but I cannot tolerate them. I do not know if it is eating in the birdfeeders or what.
I am appreciating the warmth of the past few days. I have actually been able to wear a T-shirt and to put away my sweater until evening. I've also been very tired and have suffered many headaches lately. I do not know if it is a sinus infection of a migraine. But each day's beauty is a gift and a blessing here nevertheless.
I have been concentrating on working on my genealogy and making progress although it can be confusing tracking the family back and forth and losing my place temporarily. My cousin keeps trying to send the GedCom file from France, without success, both to me and my son, perhaps it's just too large.
The snow is beginning to melt off. The driveway is clear, as are the flowerbeds, and more golden flowers are opening during the warm days. I have planted two small blueberry plants and will wait to see if they take root. The three little roses that have survived the winter indoors I planted on the hill and said a prayer that they too will prosper. The junipers look as if they have survived the winter and are greening up for spring. Here on the mountain, in God's country, I marvel at nature both night and day.
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The wee birds who nest on my deck in a corner to catch some sleep or in the flower beds in the dirt along the sides of the house, their heads tucked beneath a wing and their eyes closed to the light but always alert to what is going on around them. At night they all return to their safe havens to awake in the morning when they will return to my house for more seed.
There is a rat nesting in my wood box and he has chewed away a the corner for easy access in and out and, of course, leaving droppings all around. I'm going to have to take action against it as it will not move and it is unhealthy so close to the house and he may try to find his way in. I know that rats are God's creatures too, but I cannot tolerate them. I do not know if it is eating in the birdfeeders or what.
I am appreciating the warmth of the past few days. I have actually been able to wear a T-shirt and to put away my sweater until evening. I've also been very tired and have suffered many headaches lately. I do not know if it is a sinus infection of a migraine. But each day's beauty is a gift and a blessing here nevertheless.
I have been concentrating on working on my genealogy and making progress although it can be confusing tracking the family back and forth and losing my place temporarily. My cousin keeps trying to send the GedCom file from France, without success, both to me and my son, perhaps it's just too large.
The snow is beginning to melt off. The driveway is clear, as are the flowerbeds, and more golden flowers are opening during the warm days. I have planted two small blueberry plants and will wait to see if they take root. The three little roses that have survived the winter indoors I planted on the hill and said a prayer that they too will prosper. The junipers look as if they have survived the winter and are greening up for spring. Here on the mountain, in God's country, I marvel at nature both night and day.
03171990
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Footprints
There are footprints in the snow leading up, leading out, and crossing the hill in ways roundabout. They're caught, ever captured from the porch in the light like a frightened rabbit being chased seeking safety and the night. Was it a hawk, a coyote, just what did it fear that caused these footprints across the snow to appear?
God does not give the snow-covered beauty just for me but for all those here that have the vision to see. Not just with the eyes but with love and spirit too. When we truly can see God's hand in everything we experience, we see anew. We have a chance to make each and every day to be in joy, be in grace, to be fully alive, to see the blessings in all things or to merely survive.
Each day is a gift and its slowly revealed with the sun arising or clouds overhead, the lift of the Birdsong and the sparkle of snow can be blessings in awareness in our tracks wherever we go. If we are willing to follow, to be open to change, to see each dapple of sunlight, soft falling rain, or wind-driven snow, not in cost but in gain. To not see a hardship they beauty bestowed in each sparkling snowflakes swirling and twirling from God in the heavens to the ground below. Think of each raindrop as a tear filled with love dropped down by the Angels and our Father above.
Footsteps can assure us of life all around like calling cards left in the snow on the ground. I am so very blessed to live in the most beautiful places filled with nature and seasons and led here by grace. Each morning when I arise I give thanks for this day and promise to be aware of each breath I take, of the squirrels and the birds to both share and partake of each moment, each sunbeam, each golden head flower, to savor each minute, treasure each hour. To not complain or bemoan another snowfall but to be grateful to live where it comes down at all.
Help me slow down to walk in the path where you have led me in peace to follow your track. God is the footprint I find in the snow, for He lives in all things and people I meet or those that I already know. He can take any form when coming to call, so be grateful when you see footprints to know He's here after all.
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God does not give the snow-covered beauty just for me but for all those here that have the vision to see. Not just with the eyes but with love and spirit too. When we truly can see God's hand in everything we experience, we see anew. We have a chance to make each and every day to be in joy, be in grace, to be fully alive, to see the blessings in all things or to merely survive.
Each day is a gift and its slowly revealed with the sun arising or clouds overhead, the lift of the Birdsong and the sparkle of snow can be blessings in awareness in our tracks wherever we go. If we are willing to follow, to be open to change, to see each dapple of sunlight, soft falling rain, or wind-driven snow, not in cost but in gain. To not see a hardship they beauty bestowed in each sparkling snowflakes swirling and twirling from God in the heavens to the ground below. Think of each raindrop as a tear filled with love dropped down by the Angels and our Father above.
Footsteps can assure us of life all around like calling cards left in the snow on the ground. I am so very blessed to live in the most beautiful places filled with nature and seasons and led here by grace. Each morning when I arise I give thanks for this day and promise to be aware of each breath I take, of the squirrels and the birds to both share and partake of each moment, each sunbeam, each golden head flower, to savor each minute, treasure each hour. To not complain or bemoan another snowfall but to be grateful to live where it comes down at all.
Help me slow down to walk in the path where you have led me in peace to follow your track. God is the footprint I find in the snow, for He lives in all things and people I meet or those that I already know. He can take any form when coming to call, so be grateful when you see footprints to know He's here after all.
01011992
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