Tag: change happens over time
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A Moment of Certainty
I sat outside on the deck with the doggos to observe the happenings in my little world and I’m noticing how differently things are done nowadays almost with a lack of care. The sound of a trash truck is a highlight of a dogs week, so we waited, listened and watched. We could hear it…
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Table for One
I’m not sure how much Mama enjoyed her life. She had a full time job, 5 days a week from 9 to 5, and then came home to her other job of making sure our homework and chores were complete. She slipped seamlessly from her paid position to raising four kids, plus a husband and…
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Piddling on Purpose
When I return home from my morning walk, Winnie jumps up and greets me at the door. Denver is laying on the deck enjoying the coolest part of the day, but he comes inside when I return. They watch to see where I’m going to sit before finding their spots on the floor, but as…
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A Peaceful Life
We signed the lease for this little house mid-December 2017, at the very end of my Breast Cancer journey. It was a space for healing and almost a decade later, it still is. In 30 years time, I lived in 13 different houses. During my marriage a move was always related to my husbands job,…
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Give It Time
Another female Cardinal has chosen the wrought iron hanger to build her nest. The Asparagus Fern is still sitting in the hanger, even though I thought about replacing it with something that blooms. I stepped outside with the doggos to investigate further. This week, I noticed the fern jiggling while standing at the kitchen window,…
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Let Life Flow
My daughter and her boyfriend came to visit and we spent the entire afternoon together. A year ago, or even less, I would have planned a feast with some of their favorite foods, but it was kind of spur of the moment and all I had was a fridge full of vegetables, so I decided…
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The Art of Ironing
It’s almost the time of year to swap the winter robe for my gauzy writing robe and I love the feel of this robe. It’s made by Honest Cotton and when walking, it floats along with you. I’ve worn it for years, so it’s thinning in the elbows from writing. When I was 18, I…
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An Audience of One
One of the keys in life, for me anyway, is to stay open to change. Otherwise, we live similar years and call it a life. My life changed when my daughter moved out to start her own life, but it took time to realize how much her absence would effect my everyday. She came to…
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More Than a Haircut
I’m letting my hair grow and this began in 2025. I’m not sure when, but once the weather warmed, I just stopped getting it cut. I told my hairdresser this bright idea as she finished reshaping my short hair and she said, “Alright. I’ll see you in 2 months!” It was one of the hard…
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The Right Size
In October, during my birthday evening, I drove to one of my favorite shopping centers that I try to stay away from. This center offers one of my favorite stores, World Market, but I decided to treat myself by walking through to see all the pretties. I enjoy every area of the store and Halloween…
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More Than Enough
I’ve been taking my Marshall Bluetooth speaker outside with me in the morning to care for the yard. This is my birthday month and I become quiet and contemplative in October. Visions of my previous selves floated by as I sat on the deck. Honestly, just thinking of all the past versions of myself and…
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When Someday Arrives
It was years ago when I purchased the little planter with a face and before I had any houseplants. I loved it the moment I laid eyes on it in a local florist shoppe and knew it was made for a plant, but I used it as a kitchen tool caddy. Recently, I rearranged the…
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Shifts Equal Change
I did something recently that I didn’t see coming. I moved the desk out of my writing room and placed it in the den. It wasn’t being used where it sat, because that room is too hot in the summer. The plants are happy in there, however, I wasn’t, so now we’re facing a wall…
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Think Like a Plant
Recently, I saw a post in favor of Hill Country Water Gardens, giving them a rating of 10 out of 10. The reviewer highlighted how calm and peaceful it is to simply walk through, even though she usually leaves with something. I can relate. It’s not a place to swing by when you’re pressed for…
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Uncross Our Legs
I was taught at a very young age to cross my legs when seated and this became an automatic action throughout my life. Working from home, whenever I sit down my right leg would instinctively cross over my left and stay there. A couple of weeks ago, I noticed one morning while getting out of…
