It Starts With a Seed

 "You're like the seed from which a plant grows:  Almost everything you need to be fully who you are is already inside of you---waiting for the things that nurture you, the things that bring you to life." 

--Magnolia Journal summer 2022

Musings on a Wednesday Morning

Why can't my arbor look like this on hot summer days--chairs lined with snow?!

Now What?

Before the tender age of three I had gotten lost twice, according to my mother.  The first time was in a soybean field behind our house when I was two.  The second time I took my little red wagon and my dog, Tuffy (above) with me.  I don't know how long I was gone or how far I got, but the police found me plodding along down the sidewalk.  I don't know why my mother says I was lost.  I knew exactly where I was going!

Life

                       

View Outside My Kitchen Window - January

♫Watching Clouds Go By♫

Resolution:  blog more often...............✔

As Hercule Poirot was fond of saying, "Mon, ami, the voices of the little gray cells have begun to sing to Poirot..."  My little gray cells think it's a good idea to post the view from my kitchen sink window each month and share the musings that come to me while washing dishes....