change of plans...

all i wanted to do on my vacation was wander and ponder.
but somewhere in the my brain was a list of things i intended to get done on my vacation such as garden, paint the office, introduce outside guy to the inside gang, go to cape cod and buy a house, take pictures and submit to the big contest at work, start exercising, write more...
so i started off by breaking my arm...

i believe that changes the plans. the whole list is up in the air. i have to figure out some new techniques for brushing my teeth or feeding the cats. or feeding myself, for that matter.

i believe that now, i may just wander and ponder...
not a bad way to spend my vacation after all,,,

hanging by a thread...

a week of vacation is calling my name...and i am answering that call with every cell in my body.

i don't go on vacation officially until friday night.
but the relaxed and FREE marie is standing at that finish line and waving me on.
i see her.
i want to be her.
i am almost desparate to be her...

the problem is to stay mentally at work until that moment.
it ain't easy...

a good day...

it was a brutal winter.
spring isn't making any friends either.
but instead of whining on this cold gray day, i am going to remember the lesson from the winter and look to see the beauty that is so easily missed...

change it up...

i am finding myself stuck in a few ruts...

from the food i eat, to the time that i eat it all the way to the pictures that i take at the places that i take them - i develop patterns. in a big way.

so this week, i decided i am going to change it up. all week long.

i will have to watch myself however that i don't turn this into a new weekly pattern, called 'change it up' that i then do for the next freaking year :)

beginnings...

it was a good morning :)
looking out the window for outside guy, i saw Hope. and God. and a new Beginning...
a new day starts, the sun peeks through the trees, shining on the new buds forming on the magnolia tree. spring is here.

Life is good.

what did i do?

it took me a year and a half to rescue Outside Guy. and what a beautiful cat he is! but for 2 months to the day, he lived in my office, closed in because he fought with the other cats. we spent a lot of quality time together, cuddled up, reading each other's mind.
i have to believe that letting him go on a beautiful spring day like yesterday was the right thing to do...i have to believe i read his mind, which said "i love you mommy and i will be back. but i would like to run free for a time..."
please be good, be careful and come home soon, outside guy. your mother misses you terribly and is hoping she read you right. come back buddy and stay safe...

the gang has an eye out for you...

the road back...

around a year ago, i changed my life. i discovered what blogging was, created this blog to feed my spirit and ultimately found the road back to me.

what a year it’s been...

i took pictures every day. i reconnected with old friends and made a lot of new friends. i put work on the back burner. turns out, i also put the blog on the back burner. and even though there were some tough moments, this will go down as one of my favorite years.

i feel like i got back my art. like all that lay dormant came back alive, my own personal springtime. its time now to start writing again. i want to know my soul like i once did. how did i end up living on the surface for so long? what's in there now that i'm 56 years old? what did i learn?

now i look to the road ahead...