the sun still shines
To protest this gloomy day I’m posting a picture from yesterday.
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the road. it twists and it turns.
I walk past the school on my way to work and wrestle with my story.
ways we make it through
It helps to have neighbors who share their light in this long season of dark.
Farmacology – Daphne Miller
I now understand that the secret to good farming – a secret shared by all the farmers in this book – is to care for the farm than for any product that the farm may produce….all these farmers are much more focused on the soil – both literally and metaphorically….what occupies their attention day in …
Tuesday Night Races
A family that runs together……goes out for pizza after the race.
taking time to get it right
Now that most fall colors have faded and gone the Mountain Ash shows up.
watch where you step
Bear scat in the hood tonight so my boys said I had to walk prepared.
love that dog
We’ve each got our own relationship with this yellow dog,but for all of us she is good.
for the beauty
This evening walk turned up a good save to my cooped up windowless day.
Miracles and Other Reasonable Things – Sarah Bessey
“I will learn the steady accumulation of devastating losses that often accompany chronic illness, one loss after another after another, each one a new reckoning of grief and a new reorientation to the discipline of joy.” This book is full of honest story and I appreciate that. Perhaps I would have gotten more from it …
routines for the keep on keeping on
Ever gratefulfor this dog who makes me go out and walk through the dark.
First Snow Day
The wintery mix turned out just enough snow to measure and mark this day.
new orange hat FTW
The dark feels darker and the cold feels colder as winter settles in.
burned out
A fireweed update is long past due:it’s clear that summer is all through.
transition best paired with sunshine
Ice on the edge waters did not melt and winter creeps ever closer.
light breaks in
Yellow dog running frisky through the leaves in the late fall sun is joy.
new job. new routines. not impressed.
Bye! I’ll be back, I said to the dog who would not even lift her head.
weary traveler
Leavesand seasons –they change,but the path goes ever throughand I walk on.
a time to every purpose
Once all hope and glory,leaves now fallenare the ground that we walk on.
May I ever have eyes to see.
To persist through cycles of growth and loss is gritty, grace, and beauty.
still putting away the airbnb
You have the best pillows,said the guy who’d been traveling the world all year.
night walks
Lots of light then lots of clouds – it’s been a long time since I’ve seen the moon.
making stuff, fireside
I’ll just be over here tying knots into an orange ball of yarn.