I did not walk this morning.
I made a pot of tea and went to the deck.
It was cloudy and cool.
I wrapped up in a blanket.
I did some writing.
I did not see a Monarch yesterday.I made a pot of tea and went to the deck.
It was cloudy and cool.
I wrapped up in a blanket.
I did some writing.
I already miss them.
The temperature rose a bit and the sun tried to peek out.
The light was so lovely and the air refreshing.
I walked to the east side of my house.
Here a bed of zinnias and pokeweed grow.
The flowers looked lonely.
I stood and waited.
I was happy to see them.
I stood and watched as they feed.
In flew Mockingbird.
He was after the pokeweed berries.
Mockingbird to the left.
I will walk later.
Today I was a standing stone, with a camera.
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Oh Sherry,
This is a beautiful and thought provoking post.
You know, I love the photos. They are so beautiful.
I can feel the coolness of the morning on the deck, wrapped in a swaddling blanket and a cup of tea.
The change is upon us. I am with you.
Much love,
*sprite
Dear Sprite,
Cocooned in my blanket this morning with my tea I thought of you! Sometimes I need to be very still.
Sometimes I need to be like the stones and let the world be.
I almost always have the camera!
The change is here. I am loving it too. Being together at this time is a blessing. Sharing with you each day is a joy.
Thank you,
Sherry
Wow! Beautiful photos!
Have a nice weekend!
Dear Marie,
Thank you. I love the way the internet has connected us.
Have a beautiful weekend also!
Sherry
Hi Sherry, breathtaking photos! Clare x
Yes Dear Sherry, {as you commented in my blog} the farther back I look, the more change I too can see in myself.
And... I like you just the way you are, also.
And of course, another beautiful, beautiful entry here.
Many hugs,
Mari-Nanci
Dear Claire,
Thank you. I saw a Monarch after the rains stopped this afternoon.
Each time I see one it could be the last until next spring.
Sherry
Dear Mari-Nanci,
I remember in the 1980's there were lots of self help books. I read most of them. I wanted to be a "great" person. At some point I just had to decide I was good enough.
My son tells me the biggest room in the house is the room for improvement. Perhaps so.
As long as I am kind and loving not only to others and to nature but also to myself, I figure everything will work itself out.
If I want to do something different I can. If not, I do not have to.
There is a certain sort of freedom that comes with being older. I like it.
I am grateful you enjoy the essays. They are fun to do!
Sherry
Oh, Sherry. I have watched and waited so many times. A standing stone with camera in hand. So familiar!
I'm glad the Monarch visited and your Mockingbird, too.
Dear Mary,
The stories the stones could tell!
Having a camera means not only can I tell the story put you can see it too. Often I think of all of you when I go out to walk or in this case not walk.
You know the standing still as a stone and waiting for the bird.
Mockingbird is one of my favorite birds.
Sherry
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