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: Wisconsin Birds
How I Happily Stumbled Upon My Word for 2024 Only One Month Late
Every morning, I start my day with an icy glass of water with 2 lemon slices and electrolytes. I sip it while I sit next to my Happy Light. It's almost as delightful as when I admired the last sunset of January 2024. With a pencil in my hand, I stream thoughts down into my… Continue reading How I Happily Stumbled Upon My Word for 2024 Only One Month Late
From Scoundrels To A Raptor and All The Little Birds In-Between
It's no surprise living in Wisconsin, in January, at temps of -2 below, I'd be in the house looking out the window for photo opportunities. We've had warmer weather longer into January. This morning, however, it is -5 below. And the birds outside are hungrier than ever! Mr. has been training our visiting birds to… Continue reading From Scoundrels To A Raptor and All The Little Birds In-Between
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
No Joking, I’ve Been Hoping All The Way To Today
Upon awakening on April 1st, 2023, having anticipated the dreadful scene we'd see - I braced myself to see the aliens who invaded us in the form of an unwanted blizzard. I flipped on the deck lights. Well...without any coffee as fuel for my brain, it sure looked like a spaceship sitting on our deck.… Continue reading No Joking, I’ve Been Hoping All The Way To Today
How I Let Go Of My Tunnel Vision And Got Past My Perfectionism Once Again
On a frosty February day, I, the long-gone-away bookkeeping perfectionist, became a let-it-go kind of gal. I've officially lost my be as detailed as possible desires. I'll leave that kind of count-the-numbers activity to the rabbits, cats, or birds. Have my desires been frozen in the past of being excited about the organized plethora of… Continue reading How I Let Go Of My Tunnel Vision And Got Past My Perfectionism Once Again