As I sit at my computer alongside the open window, the sounds of the bubbling water fountain mingle with the gentle drumming of rain on the roof. Although the weather is much cooler today, my ceiling fan continues turning in a gentle rhythm pushing cooler air upon the skin of my arms and face.
The colours of the world outside are a combination of grey skies and the rich green of the grass and leaves. Lawns that were turning brown only a few short days ago are now revived. Dotted here and there in the this two-tone world are splashes of colour created by the flowers in the garden; bright spots upon the muted shades of the day.
The presence of rain creates a reflective mood within my soul as the desire for study and housework has washed away with the water flowing down the street in the kerbside gutters. My thoughts are skipping to and fro with no particular rhyme or reason and I am reminded of a blog post that I read yesterday by my friend David. Continue reading
…. and my world returns to normal.
The past week has been a whirlwind of chaos including shopping, baking, food preparation, cleaning, visiting and a constant stream of visitors through our door.
I have ached for it all to return to normal.
And today it did.
Once the cat meowed, I realised that my crazy family was entirely back to normal. Continue reading
“City sidewalks. Busy sidewalks.
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there’s a feeling of Christmas”
So goes the opening lines of the Christmas song “Silver Bells”.
It’s playing in my head right now as I search for that ‘feeling’ of Christmas and go through the motions of all that needs to be done at this time of year.
I love Christmas. I love the decorations and the feeling of anticipation and the rush of love that people show each other.
I love that for one day each year people are (mostly) kind to each other.
I love the carols and songs that play in the stores as people shop for food and gifts for the day.
There is so much to love about this time of year.
BUT….. Continue reading
Unless of course you believe it was warped all along. 😀
Before I begin, allow me to give you a little background to how I have come to the realisation that my humour has warped beyond repair:
I love garage sales. I have found some wonderful things at them. Thankfully, I don’t attend too many as the wallet cannot stand it. However when I do go, I almost certainly come home with treasures unimaginable (well the Garden Gnome finds it hard to imagine what I see in some things). So, several months ago there was a deceased estate garage sale advertised around the corner from my home.
It was due to begin at 7am but when I arrived just before that time, the cars were parked down the road and people had already come in and had piles of things put away for purchase. One person had backed their car up the driveway and filled it to the roof already with furniture and bric-a-brac. To say I was disappointed as I watched a chair that I would most definitely have purchased being packed into this car was a bit of an understatement. Continue reading
Yesterday evening whilst I was in here catching up on comments from the past week and writing my blog post, I kept overhearing giggles coming from the living area.
They piqued my curiosity so when I had finished with the computer, I wandered out to the lounge room and found the Garden Gnome and the Teen sitting on the floor and laughing hysterically.
I asked them what was going on. Continue reading
So last week we were challenged by Cheryl Richardson in her book “Life Makeovers” to look at the past year, make a list of our accomplishments and then give ourselves a pat on the back for our wonderful achievements.
This week we are going to step forth and do something else.I must confess that I haven’t read this chapter until this morning so I’m as clueless as those doing this along with me about what our next step is…… Continue reading
The other afternoon, the Tween (nearly Teen now) and I were outside photographing two storm fronts that were coming over.
We won’t discuss the fact that stress is causing me to have brain farts such as forgetting how to set my camera to bulb function that meant I didn’t get too many lightning shots. 😦
Anyway, after a lightning bolt landed in a paddock not too far away and my assistant screamed “We’re going to die” we high-tailed it back inside to the relative safety of the indoors to wait out the storm. Continue reading
I woke up this morning with a song in my head.
I know its strange but this often happens to me and I have to wonder what it was that I was dreaming about prior to waking to cause this phenomenon. I remember a lot of my dreams but there are many that I don’t.
However I digress….
This morning I woke up singing an old song from the ’70s that contains the following lines:
“What the world needs now, is love…. sweet love
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of”
and I thought “What has changed in the last 40 years”? Continue reading