Just a quickie to let you know I’m off to see family and friends. Yay! I’ll try to check in every day but I knew today would be hardest with seven hours in the car. But even that will be fun visiting with my son and daughter and almost daughter today and part of tomorrow.
Last night the offspring camped. My oldest and I visited with them but didn’t want to camp. So we drove home.
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Writing my memoirs is like ambling back through my life. 72 years of shambles and rambling through brambles. Ouch! or take a gamble with this choice or that. Though it is fun to revisit with my grandparents and aunts and uncles, revisiting death or car accidents can sometimes feel like it just happened even if it’s been decades since the actual occurrence. Still smelling the cedar of my grandparent’s closets or the ever-present scent of laundry soap can make me feel warm and secure. I have learned new ways to find my center.
Remember that friend you went to Renaissance Faire with? Remember a day of laughing while sitting in a creek on a hot day? So many memories to take that stroll. I do love a good amble!
This was my last plarn project on the loom. But I had forgotten how to work this pattern. So I frogged it.
My husband mentioned he needed a water bottle carrier for our walks so here’s the progress.
Finished a pair of socks. Shh! I think these are my daughter’s size.๐
Time to move on on these charity socks.
Something else I’m working on. And it really is work! I’m going through all the Doctor Whos. I’ve managed to get to season three. Good thing I’m not watching. It’s mostly background while I write.
I am both impressed with how much of the traditions they managed to maintain so many years later And watching my high school fashions scroll before my eyes. And I’m grateful for the progress in acting and technology making good shows nowadays.
If I haven’t stated it before. I love CBS Sunday Morning. I always find something that makes me happy or educates me. This segment was so enlightening.
Another favorite segment was this man of passion I met in the movie White Knights.
And just in case you never saw White Knights, which I don’t think they mentioned:
This was probably my favorite part. What passion shows in these two men as they perform!
There was so much more to the show this morning that I would have to drive you to YouTube a lot. But there are segments on YT that you can see of Jim Croce’s son, a Little Shell, and of course, the moment of zen that my husband and I look forward to and regret as it means the show is over for the week.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โa picture from wherever.โย When you sit down to write your post, find a picture, whether in a magazine, newspaper, or even product packaging. Write whatever thought or emotion the picture provokes. Enjoy!
When I see the moment the sun and water marry, I feel more alive than ever. And love to my core.
That’s what I try to share here. Things that bring me joy.
The things I make aren’t professional, but I love working on projects and finishing.
Here’s one
Yahoo! 100 words extra! Already set up next month’s Junowrimo of 20K more. I miss dragons and planets but Moving (my newest working title of my memoirs) is more fun and more work than I thought it would be.
No pictures until totally finished and hung on walls but working on straightening, sealing, and framing my diamond paintings. I can’t wait to unwrap and kit up my next, a lighthouse for my husband.
No pictures, but continuing knitting a couple pairs of socks.
Spring brings me joy. The mesquite are starting to bloom. I’ll wait until full bloom to capture. But yesterday we caught sight of a bright yellow bird. I thought it was a finch. But today I got a good look. Unfortunately, he kept moving beyond my phone picture range. But I Googled what I saw. Turns out to be a Western Tanager.
Aren’t they beautiful?
And I’m writing this early as today is my last long drive. My final eye recheck is this afternoon. At least not early in the morning. Still, so many 5 hour driving days are so wearing. Maybe by July I will have recovered.
I think tired is the reason I’m not seeing more improvements. My eyes are tired and blurry. I hope to find ways to get better this afternoon.
Speaking of tired. I just realized, this is Tuesday!!!!
Socks done. Now the hard part, getting them in the mail.Dragon nearly growling off the page!
Not as much done on the writing. Pretty tired from stress, long drives, actual surgery, so I mostly vegged
Scrappy socks for charity.
Reading. I’m having to learn to track, or figure out which glasses help best. And I won’t know for a month. So Audible and Text-to-speech is still my friends. BUT, standing in front of the mirror winking first right eye then left eye, the surprise is that my left eye sees my reflection better than the old favorite my right eye.
My new big E. At first I couldn’t see the numbers with my left eye. Well, before surgery it was a blotch on the wall. It’s about 10 feet from my recliner. My ‘good’ eye, the right still sees it, even the second hand. But gradually poor weak but refurbished left eye sees the numbers now. YAY! This is quite the adventure!
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Hi! my name is Sebastian (You can call me Seb!) ...welcome to my Blog. I'm a photographer from Worcester, Worcestershire, England. Thanks for dropping by! I hope you enjoy my work.
Books, games, music, and life โ filtered through the mind of a writer, drummer, and philosopher who thinks too deeply about all of it. If it moves something in your chest, I'm interested.
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