Images of Saturday

An early morning walk, started my day. Many where out and about this morning it was a lovely day for a walk. Bright sun on my face, the smell of fresh cut grass, the sound of lawn mowers cutting away. I went to the local bookstore and splurged finding several books that called to me. Returning home I went to the back deck and quickly lost my self in the pages of one of the new books. It was a beautiful day for sitting out back and reading. I love getting new books, it is not as if I do not have enough books, but one can never have too many books. I read myself to sleep every night so I read a lot of books and always have one going. "Some books leave us free and some books make us free" emerson.

Napping

Friday, it is here after a short work week for me. But I love it just the same. I started the weekend early by getting off work early and taking a nap. My body and mind must have needed it because I slept dream free for several hours and work up refreshed and relaxed. I am one of those fortunate people who have few responsibilities outside of work so when I feel like laying down and sleeping I can do so. Of course many things would be better done around my house if I wasn't always sleeping, my garden might be greener, my cupboards more organized, my piles of crafts more complete. But I enjoy my naps too much to give them up. I hope you all have a fun and safe week-end.

Disconnect

It is a lovely spring day, beautiful sun, a bit crisp in the air. Yet it is warm enough for me to wear sandals and get my first pedicure of the season. It feels good to have my toes look nice and it felt so good. I stole into my neighbors yard and borrowed her roses as models for my photos today. She has the most beautiful plants. I've finally been able to put into words what is troubling me, sometimes it takes me ages to figure things out. I feel disconnected. My life is good and yet I hold sadness, anger, and frustration inside me. What I feel does not belong with what I experience. That is because these feelings belong to others and I am "borrowing" them for the time being. I don't know how to do things half way and so it is hard to sit with a feeling knowing I only have to hold it and not take it in and own it. Recognizing that I am only holding these feelings for a short time is an eye opening experience for me and a step towards reconnection.

Things a changing

Arriving home always feels so good. No matter how good the time away is, I always love the approach of home turning in the drive, the click of the engine shutting down after mile after mile of road. It was a good road trip. Traveling from the desert to the mountains, discovering that our favorite mountain camp ground was buried beneath many feet of snow. Rocks are some of my favorite of natures many wonders and they are in abundance in Alabama Hills a place we stopped and spent a night during our little adventure. Sitting in the doorway of my trailer beautiful view before me, coffee in hand I thought much about my life and my luck. I've been shaken with my friend loosing her job, it could have so easily been me. I don't listen or watch the news because I don't like to hear all the depressing things that go on in the world. This past week, depressing things entered my world that I had no control of. It has been hard to find the way back to the protected world I've built for myself. Maybe this is the world telling me it is time to grow again and allow some painful things to enter. I'm not sure I just know that things they are a changing.

Self portrait Friday

I've not been posting as frequently as I like but my "pen" seems to have run dry. Even as I sit here tonight I'm afraid it might become Sat. morning before I think of anything to say. Every spring we move our trailer from the desert to the mountains. This is the week end we are going to do it. I have until Wednesday off. We will leave in the morning , the car is already packed. It is a good thing, I need to be away from work for a while. A friend of mine was let go this week. It has been hard to be at work, I've missed her and a sad for me. I just don't understand the rules of big corporations sometimes, they sure don't think about the little person. I hope you all have a wonderful week-end.

Simple Beauty

I love visiting the desert it is so stark and rugged. One has to look carefully to see beauty. But it is there. Especially this time of year it is as if the desert is having a party and every plant and bush is invited to come dressed in its best. Things are green and blossoming in surprising and unique ways. Beauty is simple in the desert and that is what I like. I reconnect with my own sense of humility and smallness being there. It leaves one with an appreciation for the simple things of life, water, food, shelter, shade, the sound of a voice. Life becomes so complicated with the problems of living it takes a good shaking to get it back on track. Going to the quiet stillness of the desert where the only sound is an occasional song bird, the colors muted shades of brown, the beauty a single yellow flower rising out of sand is finding inner peace.

Hitting the road

We are hitting the road again. To the desert to sunny skies, warm temps, and lazy days. I've bought deli salads from a local gourmet grocery store. I'm packing a good book. Art supplies, and the camera are standing by the ready. Tonight the dogs are running from room to room anxious knowing that something is up but can't quite put their "paws" on it. Suitcases and the ice cooler always get them going. I'm planning to have a delightful week-end and won't be back until Monday. I hope you all have a safe and fun week-end yourselves.