I noticed this morning that the leaves on the evergreen tree that hangs over my fence has dead looking leaves. First time I’ve seen that.
Do evergreen trees bounce back after a hard cold spell? I sure hope so. It’s my only source of shade out there.
I’m listening to Jim Brickman, which feeds my soul. He is playing a beautiful rendition of “Somewhere Over The Rainbow.”
Ivy is playing noisily with something behind my chair.
Feeling Old Today:
Believe it or not, I have an ice pack on my back as I do most mornings. Because I’m just not getting around very well. I’ve sometimes wear the back brace and I always do the exercises multiple times per day.
I guess now that I’ve officially passed my 64th birthday I can unceremoniously go ahead and completely fall apart.
Oh, but I’m alive. COVID-19 has not scrambled the periphery of my life; my loved ones. And I’m so thankful.
I’m sitting here looking out at the patio and wondering how much I can accomplish this year with 8 trigger fingers and a back that has seen better days and an ankle that still gives me fits if I’m not careful.
Oh How I Love My Garden:
Every year at this time I so look forward to my garden. It gets me through the winter. It is the other thing that feeds my soul. Growing things. It’s in my blood. I need it like plants need sun.
Maybe when I can get outside and walk around I’ll feel better. Are you aching and feeling the cold in your bones too?
What Makes Me Happy:
Charlie and Ivy of course are right at the top. Along with my girls and grandchildren.
My cozy home. The patio garden and the birds that regularly visit.
Beautiful piano music with no words to complicate the harmony. My house plants. A clean home.
Books; oh yes, a big pile of unread books. The feel of sun warming my skin.
Rain. I do love the rain and listening to the steady pitter-patter of it on the roof while I am warm and cozy inside.
I like thunder too. And staring at the flame of my portable fireplace. Even if the flames aren’t real.
Patchwork Quilts For A Patchwork Life:
And I also love the quilts I made long ago. Quilts remind me of home. I made those quilts because I did not have things handed down to me.
Simple as they are, they are a legacy for my children. Something from one generation to another. I sewed and quilted one for each daughter for their high school graduation.
Today I will hope that some of this snow melts so that I can go out on the patio and at least walk around.
I have trash to take out. But the entire sidewalk is covered first in ice and then snow. I’m afraid I would fall trying to get to the dumpster.
What brings you joy today?