marshmallow daisies in my garden
I am a third of the way through this project and I have learned a few more things.
I need to get back to what I envisioned…
an image, along with a few words to mark my day
somewhere along the way I started making it way too complicated
today ::
waking up with Percy in the house
July 4th plans made
digging out my sol 45 lens
a 6 eagle day, along with three deer
watching Percy study bugs and drawing them
“The most significant gifts are the ones most easily overlooked. Small, everyday blessings: woods, health, music, laughter, memories, books, family, friends, second chances, warm fireplaces, and all the footprints scattered throughout our days.”
~ Sue Monk Kidd
masterwort, taken with my sol 45
This stem of masterwort was the only flower still thriving in the bouquet I had placed on the dining room table a few days ago. . Last night I cleared the others out and threw them in the compost, leaving this one stem in the vase. This morning I decided I like the simpleness of this arrangement, the oversized vase, along with the way that the stem laid within in it and so, I left it alone in the vase and placed it back on the table.
I am learning that that simple is often better, as is slowing down and taking time to rethink my day and all the simple goodness that surrounds me.
today::
a clean bedside drawer on my side of the bed
the anticipation of Percy coming for a slumber party tonight
walking through the tomato plants while enjoying the smell they emit when I brush up against them
self-seeding herbs that come back every year, their fragrance filling the garden with fresh dill, arugula and cilantro
Baker resting his head in my lap as I read a bit on the couch
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what are you looking at?
“It’s great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.”
― Anna Quindlen, Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake: A Memoir of a Woman's Life
Today is our 49th wedding anniversary and, while it seems almost like yesterday, it also seems like ages ago.
I have been diving deep into my memory bank lately and can see where our weaknesses layed and how we might have avoided some big mishaps if we had only known what we know today, but that is not how life works. The good news is that we are still able to laugh at each other, speak honestly about what is on our minds and, feel confident that we have each other’s backs.
We have spent the day together doing normal house things… In a bit we will go out to one of our favorite restaurants in town for dinner. We will have a glass of wine, or maybe even a fancy cocktail. We may talk about how lucky we are to be here, right now, together, pretty unscathed.
Tomorrow Percy will come for a sleepover and we will marvel at how much love we have in our lives. I think it is time to allow myself to let go of the mistakes we might have made throughout this 49 years of marriage, focusing instead on joy, tenderness, and gratitude..
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We finally made it down to the new pier! I don’t know if Baker was more excited about the smells or the possibility he might get to roll in it. He didn’t!
Little Squalicum Pier extends 1,248 feet into the bay, making it the longest, public pier in Washington state and the longest on the West Coast between White Rock, B.C., and Pacifica, California.
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“We think time travels forward, marches on in a straight line, and so we alongside it to keep up. Hurry, hurry, mustn't fall behind. But it doesn't, you see. Time just swirls around us. Every thing is always present. The things we've done, the people we've loved, the people we've hurt, they're all still here?”
― Richard Osman, The Last Devil to Die
a long walk with Percy, bug jars and, story telling
love notes for both grandpa and me and, how he can write his full name now
the haziness that hung around all day, making it a bit muggy but also a bit intreging
how well we are communicating right now, showing patients and support
large print books and a couple hours this afternoon to get into this one
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