Nature is Being

 

Tre and I observe nature
from our back patio

His eyes veer upward
To the bare branches of a tree

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High Rises and Plush Nature

When I was young, I was a city girl. And this was my city. ☝

Winter Walk

Two years ago this month (January 8, 2020), we said goodbye to our sweet Max. I can’t believe it’s been that long already. Yet so many things have happened to our world the past two years that it seems like enough for ten years instead of two.

Lingering Effects

Over the weekend we went to a nature park near our house. The weather was a little cool, but otherwise, gorgeous. No greenery yet, but it will be here soon.

He’s Back

I heard a familiar song outside my kitchen window, and guess who I found singing to me?(Please excuse quality of photos. They are taken through the window).

Popping In

Hello Blogging world.

I’m popping in to wish everyone a blessed new year.

I hope you all had a nice Christmas.

Created a Monster

Remember when I shared all the photos from my bird feeder? Remember how excited I was to have some new animal friends?

Photos, Fiction, Friends, Fun, Flowers, and Faith

Last week was the first time I returned to the blogging world in a little over two months, and I posted a deep, heavy subject about control. This week I thought I’d go with a lighter subject to share a little bit about what I’ve been up to, and maybe even a tiny spark of hope.

The Battle

Welcome folks. It’s been a while since I posted something, and I’ve had some deep thoughts I want to share.So much has been happening in our society in 2020, and reports everywhere make it sound like the sky is falling. It’s difficult to decipher what is true and what is false. Is this more “chicken little” paranoia, or are we really getting toppled by the falling sky?

Why is it that some people feel they can control everything? From celebrities defying the aging process, to the weather, to a virus, to human behavior—at times it seems like certain folks think they can cheat death itself. Why do they believe they can bend everything to their will?

Regenerated Routine

After we said goodbye to our dog, Max . . . simply doing our regular routine felt like a knife to the gut. He was always there during every routine. It’s difficult to change things up, because I still needed to do all the same things I always did, only without him. I started to write a little about my routine, but how boring. I’ll just get to the point of this post.

Knowledge Masters Fear

Too bad the sky doesn’t show the same captivating colors of dusk during times when the sun is high in the sky. Even a boring setting like the one depicted from my back patio can turn magical.

Do you think you could explain what a sunset or sunrise looks like to someone who never experienced one for themselves? Could you explain it so well that they could pass a test without having seen one?

What kind of learner are you? Do you respond better to learning from visuals? From text? From demonstration?

Unity, Classic Cars, Football, and Mind Control

I’ve finally been motivated to write my novel again, so blogging has been on the back burner. I’ve also been having a fun, bountiful, busy summer. I apologize for not getting to reading other blogs. I’m going to try and pop in to read them soon.We finally had a party on our new patio. Above, I’ve covered faces for anonymity. Over to the right, they were starting a fire in our firepit table for roasting marshmallows. I got good reviews about the party afterward. It was heavenly and unifying to bring together family with old friends. I, umm…ahem, got a little tipsy, but at least I didn’t have to drive (I paid for it the next day).

Morning Serenade

First thing in the morning, I step outside to let the dog out. Steam billows from my breath and crispy white sheets crunch under my boots. A soothing song greets me from high above. Wait, what? There’s a bird singing? I can’t remember the last time I heard a bird sing. The branches are still bear and the ground is blanketed in white. Birds don’t sing in the winter. Am I dreaming?

I blink upwards, then squint to focus between the spiny sticks. Something flitters.

Eating Flowers

In our garden, the tomatoes aren’t doing so well. We are getting some, but not like last year. The heat stress is causing them to die or come up with dark spots.

Seasons, Starry Skies, Birds and a Mystery

 

Can you Keep a Secret?

It happened when I was all by myself.

Well, I wasn’t completely alone. My dog, Max was with me. He’s the only one who knows the truth about his crazy fifty-something-year-old biped mom.

Chokecherry and Smoothies

In case you missed my other posts, I’m writing about how I learned that I’m not as nice a person as I believed while on my trip to South Dakota.

That Time I Accidentally Walked into Someone’s House

On our recent vacation to South Dakota, I discovered that I’m not as nice a person as I believed.

What happened on your trip that made you see that about yourself, Lori?

I have a few stories, so I’ll tell them in separate posts. I’ll start with a hike and then someone’s house I accidentally walked into.

Oh Deer

I have some funny insights to share from my trip to South Dakota, but I’m not sure everyone gets my sense of humor. For today, I’ll post some of our sight seeing experiences.

With our dog, Max in the backseat, we planned to drive 8 hours the first day, 5 hours the next.

For the first time in many years of driving-travel, we left right on the time we set for ourselves. Yay! We drove 50 miles when I realized I forgot something. Guess what I left behind?

Missing the Moment

We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand . . . and melting like a snowflake. Let us use it before it is too late. ~ Marie Beynon

So, I was sitting outside on the deck with my dog by my side. The heat had broken overnight with a front that came through, and I was enjoying the dry, mild morning. I only had about 20 minutes to spare, but I wanted to breathe deep and soak in the moment.

Instead, this is kind of like what happened.