Tag: calendar
Unexpected slowing
Usually, when we least expect it, something happens that slows the path we’re on. Often unwelcome. For me this week it’s been a mild illness – so mild it’s hard to name it, but enough to break up my rhythm and hinder my plans.… Continue Reading “Unexpected slowing”
A Word
Amazing how much meaning can be in a single word. This is the time of year where it became trendy a while back to choose a word for the year. I started doing this several years ago – and sometimes by the end of… Continue Reading “A Word”
For All
Hard to keep focus right now. There’s all the planning, purchasing, and preparing. Boxes arriving almost daily, cards from far off friends, not enough wrapping paper or gift bags stored away from last year. Then the last-minute additions to the calendar. The babe in… Continue Reading “For All”
Which Way…
Stepping out of one year into the next – a last day becomes a first, as seconds tick one into the other. Odd how we think up ‘resolutions’ or aspire to better this or that just because of a date on the calendar. We’re… Continue Reading “Which Way…”
Today…
With calendars chock-full weeks ahead of time and what seems like an endless list of special days (birthdays, holidays, national who knows what day) we tend to live in tomorrow. So much to be done, to look forward to or to dread. Sometimes I’m… Continue Reading “Today…”
Sometimes Too Much…
Lately everything seems like ‘Too Much’. So much we want to do. So much we have to do. Then comes a wrinkle. You know the wrinkles – unexpected guests, unexpected illness, unexpected travel, unexpected stuff. Then the much of life we want to do… Continue Reading “Sometimes Too Much…”
Summer Ribbons…
Summer – this gift tied up with ribbons of life… Creation is never more alive than in the heat and busyness that is summer. Bunnies abound in our grasses right now. Birds chase around comically. All busily eating and putting on winter’s fat… Continue Reading “Summer Ribbons…”
On Your Mark…
What? It’s 2015? Wait, wasn’t it just summer, just fall, just the holidays… In the whirlwind we can miss it… The uniqueness of each day gets lost in the 365 that turns into New Year… I’ve turned over the garden bed, turned over… Continue Reading “On Your Mark…”
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