a few shots from our trip to the border of Canada
Lately I have been aching for quiet. I do my best to slow down, take a few deep breaths and maybe even sit for a bit with a book in my lap. I fret over so many decisions, and yearn for simplicity. I start by cleaning out my passwords, deleting the ones I don’t need or even know why they are there. It is a silly start, but somehow makes me feel better, less cluttered.
When you tell them it really isn’t warm enough to play in the sprinkler, and they find a way around it.
"What we must do is start viewing every cow, pig, chicken, monkey, rabbit, mouse , and pigeon as our family members."
- Gary Yourofsky
things I did with Percy yesterday::
took a long walk
built a ball maze out of magnet tiles
swapped some of my strawberries for some of his watermelon at lunch
got the very best hug. . . ever
played youngest (him) and oldest (me) veterinarians and patched up all the wounded dinosaurs
blew kisses goodbye, until he was out of sight …
(photos from the pier at the border a few day back)
We walk the docks, then drive into Canada, just for fun …
“I love to move like a mouse inside this puzzle for the body, balancing the wish to be lost
with the need to be found.”
― Billy Collins, Questions About Angels
Each spring I clear out the bishops weed. I pull it up by handfuls, dumping it into the yard waste to be hauled away.
Each spring it comes back.
I tuck stems into the first cut flower arrangements, its daintiness bringing a sense of old fashioned flare to the vase.