There are little signs of life in the backyard, despite my neglect. I thought this desert rose was a goner after our couple of hard freezes, but there is new life growing there amid the dead stuff. I want to spend some time this weekend cleaning out all that is dead and/or broken from the…
One of the last camellias on our bush for the season. It’s been kind of a ho-hum day. Played badminton with Robin for a while. Took the kids to movie night at school for a fundraiser. So far, no drama. I’ll take it.
Today’s big spring break adventure was playing Phase 10 at Panera with the kids. It sounds kinda lame, but it’s these little kinds of things that stick with me as warm memories that I can draw on when things are tough. The memories of bigger moments are more like flashes of light that don’t last…
Just home from church and day is still in front of me. It’s a nice day. I should do something outside, but I will probably end up taking the kids clothes shopping and playing Harry Potter. Maybe we can take Harry Potter outside at least.
I had written these little flowers off as lost during the deep freeze earlier this winter, but here they are! I am going to have to build a garden around them. I am still not feeling quite right. Maybe I need to sleep next to the ocean for a week.
Today has been a day of intense introspection. Not sure where I’m headed.
There are some nice things in the backyard if you look hard enough.
These camellias bloom every year, but I never take the time to appreciate them. They come all the same, blooming for their own benefit. I bet it’s nice to be noticed.
Another day buried in credit card legal disclosures and quality quandaries and fighting over the TV controller and homework and figuring out what to make for dinner. Life doesn’t get any better than this.