knee deep in weeds

notes on a simple life

putting together a life

“The secret is to keep adding voices, adding ideas, and moving things around as you put together your life. If you’re lucky, putting together your life is a process that will last through every single day you’re alive.”
― Ann Patchett

the weather changes suddenly,
and i need a sweatshirt most mornings,  
when the dog and i walk
the cool air feels good, i am ready for fall

but maybe not winter

the garden overflows with goodness
and we eat vegetables at every meal
(or at least i do) 
i pickle some cucumbers and beans,
and make zucchini bread

and wonder if this is my last big garden ever? 

i fall into darkness for a couple of days, and struggle to get out
life is beautiful and prickly all at the same time i think  
when i find the light waiting for me i grab hold
without scolding myself or questioning why
just live, i tell myself

live and love 

i fuss with this space a bit one day, and just like that
everything is gone. i can't get things back to the way there were, 
so i start all over, and somehow end up sending out an old post -
a very emotional old post. . .  sorry about that, if you got it

i wonder if this is a sign that i need to stop blogging? 

how was your week?