Tag: Winter months
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Walking the Winter
It was cold, but no wind, so the air would feel crisp. Lacing up my runners, I smile in anticipation of my bright blue, wool runner’s wrapped in Christmas paper and laying under the tree, but no cheating and opening early. Layers, Fitbit, water bottle and a card written for a friend to drop in…
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Walking the Winter
Winter is my favorite time of year to walk and this began a couple of winter’s ago. Walking, for me, is the best form of exercise because every part of the body is pumping. The crisp air fills my lungs as I remember to breathe and inhale deeply. My favorite jeans are getting baggy around…
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A Second Chance
A few years ago I had a glass Birdbath Basin on a wrought iron stand in the front yard, sitting in a flower bed. I could watch the birds use it from my kitchen window which was fascinating to see them that close up. Then, one winter morning I woke up to a blanket of…
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Walking the Hood
Hello October and I’ve been waiting for you all year. You could surmise that this year, I flipped the script on how I want to live my life, even though I felt it shift last year. I was outdoors minimally this summer with just three plants in pots that required watering. Last summer showed me…
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A Fitted Sheet
I love flannel sheets in the winter, but this winter has been relatively mild which offers pros and cons. When we had our cold snap a couple of weeks ago, I took advantage of it and placed flannel sheets on my bed, but that feeling of coziness was short lived as the temperatures began to…
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Bring It Inside
Some of the best life lessons I’ve learned, have been taught by plants. They don’t ask for much, just a warm place to sit, a little bit of food and some water, but they’re not happy when it gets too hot, or too cold. This house has a metal roof, and I woke up this…
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The Winter Bloom
This morning, I watched the sunrise out the window of my writing room. I never knew my daughter’s old room had the best view of the sunrise until now and it was a magical sight. There are some plants in here preparing for a winter bloom. I don’t have much use for house plants, but…
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The Longer You Wait
I believe it began with an early purchase of the wreath for the front door. I knew I’d need to wait until Winter passed to hang it, much to Gary’s sadness, but holding firm to my first week of March debut has been a challenge. I think about hanging it everyday, but there’s a sweet…
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Don’t Lose Heart
The first time I saw Steven Curtis Chapman was over 20 years ago in a video of his song, Dive, which you can view here. It was playing in a church I was attending, right before someone was going to be baptized. They had a pool inside this church the size and shape of a…
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The First Hour
The dogs know when they see me flip over the sand timer, I’m going to tap the keys for 30 minutes. That’s how long the sand will run, and about as long as I’m good sitting in one spot. I remember when I first started Blogging, I could sit here for hours, and the posts…
