Adventures · Inspiration

Moon kisses for my daughter

The full moon fascinates me.  As I type, I can see it out the corner of my eye, through the window, shining all cheery and bright as it begs for the sun to rise in the east so it can rest in the west. With my naked eye, even through the window pane, I can… Continue reading Moon kisses for my daughter

Adventures · Emptying the nest

My garden fairy’s tale of the zinnia that grew crooked like a Z

I love moments in nature.  Manmade and nature made combined are exceptionally surprising.  Those that surprise me right in my own backyard rank right up there with some of the best moments.  And handy at that, 'cuz, you know, I can grab my camera for proof. If you've followed my posts through this our first… Continue reading My garden fairy’s tale of the zinnia that grew crooked like a Z

Adventures

StayCATion, vaCATion, whatever…I’m on one!

It's the beginning of a rare occurrence for me.  Not the new diet thingy, but a different kind of thingy.  I'm still working on the diet thingy. I'm on vaCATion...!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Insert subtle cues to look at Dessy - she just begs to pose and to be part of my vacation posts because she is the… Continue reading StayCATion, vaCATion, whatever…I’m on one!

Adventures · Cheers

Pay attention to little signs, they are big!

As my daughter and I walked around the yard, gathering seeds for next year's garden, I got lost in thought about the week we've had. Her once tiny hands are now full-grown, trained and skillful in the art of helping mom gather marigold seeds. "Mom, yes, I remember which ones to pick." My, I'm so… Continue reading Pay attention to little signs, they are big!

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With the changes of seasons comes hope

In less than a week, it feels like the arrival of fall is soon to leave us.  The colorful leaves are falling to the ground.  The leaves that took forever to form on the catalpa trees have fallen off all at once. We've had frost a few times, and that means winter isn't far behind.… Continue reading With the changes of seasons comes hope

Adventures · Cheers

We missed a middle age train wreck

If only we could be prophetic by listening to our bodies when they sound off early warning bells.  We hear them, but think they are far off in the distance and not approaching us yet. We're different, we think we can beat the odds.  We can skirt our genes and miss the train wrecks of… Continue reading We missed a middle age train wreck