Loosestrife & Midlife

Love this quote …

”I think midlife is when the universe gently places her hands upon your shoulders, pulls you close, and whispers in your ear: I’m not screwing around. It’s time. All of this pretending and performing – these coping mechanisms that you’ve developed to protect yourself from feeling inadequate and getting hurt – has to go.

Your armor is preventing you from growing into your gifts. I understand that you needed these protections when you were small. I understand that you believed your armor could help you secure all of the things you needed to feel worthy of love and belonging, but you’re still searching and you’re more lost than ever.

Time is growing short. There are unexplored adventures ahead of you. You can’t live the rest of your life worried about what other people think. You were born worthy of love and belonging. Courage and daring are coursing through you. You were made to live and love with your whole heart. It’s time to show up and be seen.”

~ Brené Brown

Whorled Yellow Loosestrife June 2018

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Sunshine

“The beauty of that June day was almost staggering. After the wet spring, everything that could turn green had outdone itself in greenness and everything that could even dream of blooming or blossoming was in bloom and blossom. The sunlight was a benediction.”

Dan Simmons

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The Royal Wedding

Grandma would have loved the #royalwedding this past Saturday. We would have so much to talk about. The beauty, the traditions, the memories of her home. I miss you Nana. Today was emotional and beautiful all at the same time. I knew today’s photo had to be of a Daisy (of some sort) just for her.

Imagine our homes and families when love is the way. Imagine our neighborhoods and communities where love is the way. Imagine governments and nations where love is the way. Imagine business and commerce when love is the way. Imagine this tired old world when love is the way. When love is the way — unselfish, sacrificial, redemptive — when love is the way, then no child will go to bed hungry in this world ever again. When love is the way, we will let justice roll down like a mighty stream, and righteousness like an ever-flowing brook.

When love is the way, poverty would become history. When love is the way, the earth will be a sanctuary. When love is the way, we will lay our swords and shields down by the riverside to study war no more. When love is the way, there’s plenty of room for all of God’s children. When love is the way, we actually treat each other, well, like we are actually family.

Rev. Michael Curry

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Bath Tubs in the Woods

I took a walk last week on one of the warmer days we had (we are not going to mention that it is snowing here AGAIN today.) I found this water collection system that is fantastic! I am guessing that the neighbors used it as a part of their farm and raising their livestock but am not 100% sure about that. I enjoy this part of the property which I don’t get to visit often, mostly because of the multi flora rose jaggers that tend to over take as the warmer seasons move on. I found more springs than I can count and most locations were surrounded by amazing emerald green rocks – covered in moss from all of the moisture. Pictures do not do it justice.

Uncle Joey would have known what it was all about. Boy do we miss you. 

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The Sound of a Snail

I found a bunch of empty snail shells on my walk a few days ago. Snails are amazing. I need to reread the book “The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating” before summer. It is a small book packed with woodland snail information intermixed with a personal illness story. A unlikely but wonderful combination.

“If a snail’s shell gets injured, a repair can be made quickly. New shell material is secreted by the mantle, and where there was once a crack, a scar appears, looking much like a skin scar. Even a missing shell section can be replaced. But all the junctures are very easily seen, for they have a fresher colour than the rest; and the whole shell, in some measure, resembles an old coat patched with new pieces.”

Elisabeth Tova Bailey, The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating

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Twilight

Please ….
Take your time. Understand that this is our home and not just the next job site. Your actions today will affect us forever. Slow down and do the work like you were on your own land.

I wish for you nights of good rest, days of wonderful local food and the experience of community that this small town brings.

I can not stop this. I am worried. I am fearful. I pray.

View from our Back Door, Marcellus Rig at Twilight March 2018

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First Daffodils 2018

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Sweet ones. I know what the sunlight means to you. I know it allows you to start anew. I know it gives you hope for brighter days. I am right there with you. I am just afraid this beast of a winter hasn’t said it’s proper goodbye.

The bottle in the foreground is for you Uncle Joey. You would have loved that. We miss you already.

Litterbug

I am not sure what I am most upset about.

1. That we have a litterbug living in these here parts
2. Their cholesterol levels or
3. Their very poor taste in beer. 

Which would you choose?? 

All of this was collected on one very short walk yesterday. I couldn’t carry anymore. Didn’t take a bag – the walk was to be a walk, not a cleanup day. 

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