Yesterday, simply asking myself a lot of questions. Today trying to answer them. But I think answers don’t apply for very long really. Things are always changing. And I, we, are only human and answers, there aren’t any really. Questions are prompts for considering, and answers , well what if they are just coffee breaks ? Just Sweeping. This morning I asked myself, ” …did you have a good sweep?” And what will my future be? What comes next.
Out of control. It’s that time of year. The cucumbers have escaped the fence and the Malabar spinach is everywhere. There are definitely more than enough tomatoes for the chipmunks and us. The paths are becoming hard to navigate. I will make some changes next season. There IS a garden. And then, I remind myself how little control I seem to have over how to get to things these days, but still I am growing. My capabilities have seriously diminished […]
Is it possible? she asks herself, that full circle might not be as big or perfect as it seems in the scheme of things. So often associated with a lifetime. That we forget can be lived in a moment. Or 2 or at least, a few. Imagination is the other dimension. And you are the creator. But then suddenly, you might fall too far in, fall for illusion. Be lost forever. You never know how it might go. I have […]
Only 2 folks unfollowed me here yesterday. I guess, then, most of you know me by now. And since you are still here, you might only know me better. Thank You. I think comments will simply be closed here for a while, after today, but I am here.