Monday, August 31, 2015

apology

* To apologize. Simply, apologize. For throwing my frustrations onto a receptionist when she called to tell me that class had been cancelled when I was just 2 blocks away from class having organized and planned my escape from home minutely and responsibly. I walked into her office today and apologized. Simply, apologized. And I felt so much better.

net, finding, patrol

* Finding support from groups and individuals, yes, after the cancer has been yanked out of me but also as a precaution and help net if the cancer ever comes back. Knowing that I have them if I ever need them.

* Escaping into books. This day through books finding out what monastic life was like in the Middle Ages.

* The little black dog patrolling the fence line. In the snow he creates a beaten down path along the grey weather beaten fence.

Friday, August 28, 2015

Oh Bertie, quote, snooze

* Bertie Wooster (and Hugh Laurie)

* Finding a quote that perfectly says what I am thinking.

* In mid-afternoon:
  yawning 
  yawning 
  yawning
  until I give up 
  and 
  put 
  my head 
  on my desk 
  for 
  a snooze.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

escape, moon, garden

*  When we had 3 kids at home we began to set aside one day of the week on which we left the house and spoke of nothing child or business related. Through the years what we did on that day has varied and the things we escaped have changed. Today we sat by the res. reading, talking of books, while watching the late summer paddle boarders glide and the eager dogs dash to the water's edge.

*  As the twilights pass we watch the moon daily change shape, always dependable.

*  I have lounged all summer without taking pristine care of the garden and it has still given me such joy.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

time,plants,pups

*At the end of a long (how time morphs!) day full of medical stuff to sit on the grey deck watching the dogs cavort under the trees and on the turf. Luxuriating in their simplicity and vigor.

*It is sunflower season-so many varieties. The house is once again hidden behind a forest of tall swaying plants. I muse about the rolling seasons of various plants.

*While organizing my office I find photos of the dogs when they were puppies and I had just brought them home able to fit in the palm of my hand. Remembering again why I fell in love with them.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

air, bulbs, heaven

*Letting fresh air through open windows.

*Bulbs planted last fall which survived and bloom.

*An overcast rainy day, a comfortable chair, a pile of fascinating books and knowledge of the lack of medical appointments in the next 24 hours.

Monday, November 3, 2014

scar tissue

Love this:

Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue.
Know this and move on.