While I dusted, I pondered to myself. "Why is it that the items that Santa brought me are still in the boxes and collecting dust?" I sprayed a paper towel with Windex and dusted them off. "Dusting...dusting...dusting...it's quite disgusting. Dearest Miss Shelley, to have a need for something purchased through Windows shopping on Amazon 3… Continue reading A Time To Dust, A Time To Watch, And A Time To Pale
Tag: Sunday Stills
How Sounds of Mother Nature’s Silence Flew Back Into Our Lives With A Heart-Warming Week That Was
The silence of our odd and snowy-less-than normal winter was broken this past week. We woke up the day after Valentine's Day to a snow-covered magical, almost sacred-like yard. The mid-week storm lead us into the cold blast ending the week with a heart-warming moment you're going to smile at too. I watched out the… Continue reading How Sounds of Mother Nature’s Silence Flew Back Into Our Lives With A Heart-Warming Week That Was
How My Mom’s Journey With Dementia Helped Me Help My Dad With His Journey With Mild Cognitive Impairment
Every February, I get a bug to do good things for the heart and brain. If you've been following me for a long time, you know that my mom died of complications from Diabetes and Vascular Dementia in 2012. Here's the two of us a few years before her diagnosis. Little did I know at… Continue reading How My Mom’s Journey With Dementia Helped Me Help My Dad With His Journey With Mild Cognitive Impairment
Philosophically Speaking Our 2023 Was Odd Indeed
As the year 2023 comes to a close, I triple-dog dared myself as I philosophized with a burst of hope that I could make the photo recap of the year simple. But then, in an inspiring semi-mostly non-professional photojournalist mode, the rabbit hole of odd memories of 2023 flooded across my screen. I was forced… Continue reading Philosophically Speaking Our 2023 Was Odd Indeed
The December Post I Ran Out Of Time Finding a Title For
With the confidence of a blogger donning poor December management skills this week, I issue to you, my dearest followers, a rush to the end of the post capturing a few of the weirdest moments of my week that led me into December 2023. The treestand's superglue repair held (so far 🤞🏻). After it was… Continue reading The December Post I Ran Out Of Time Finding a Title For
How I Roll With Messy Thoughts About Changing and Aging
It's the simplest of things that make me smile. This morning it was tearing off a piece of paper towel off a new paper towel roll that worked as it claimed it would work. Quick, easy, one-handed motion is simply so satisfying. A roll that doesn't tear off clean with each piece is a rolling… Continue reading How I Roll With Messy Thoughts About Changing and Aging