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understanding the protests...

I have a few minutes to savor my coffee and munch on my breakfast before packing my lunch and maybe dinner for work. It's been a series of long days.  A series of days filled with uncertainty and pain.

Hubs keeps telling me we are living in the end days.  Several friends seem to always agree with him, yep I'm on to you Miss B.  I am not sure I agree or not.  I am struggling with understanding what is going on in my area and the world as a whole.

I hear and see such a mixture of things.  I am trying to stay neutral.  I'm trying to observe and be objective. I see hurt, anger, fear, hopelessness and hopefulness.  I see people struggling with who they are and who they want to be.  Everywhere I look I am seeing opposite sides of every coin.

Each side is right, from their perspective.  I am finding far too few voices and people that are willing to look towards finding the common ground and building from there.

I don't have to see everything from your lens to appreciate your…

musings of a "doer"

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These kind of days are the hardest for me.  I love my career path, it makes me happy.  But days like this, make me long for the life I used to live.

I miss having a garden.  I miss going out to forage through the leaves and vines to find the treasures glistening in the sunlight.  If you haven't ever been blessed to eat a tomato still warm from the sun, you truly won't appreciate that statement.  And if you haven't... what in the WORLD are you waiting for?

There is nothing as wonderful as picking produce that you have grown, nurtured, and patiently guarded against every other critter in nature to savor at that perfect moment of ripeness. Not the slightly green, slightly unripened fruits and veggies that you gather at the market complete with directions on how to ripen them at home in either a paper bag or on the counter or window sill. I get it.  I understand that the shelf life of truly fresh produce is short.  Which makes the gift that much sweeter.

While Hubs and I wer…

in search of hope...

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The only sounds right now are the sounds of a house being cleaned.  Dishwasher running, washer spinning.  I'm on my last sips of coffee, sitting here with chilly toes, too lazy to climb the stairs for a pair of socks.  Savoring my final day of my staycation.

Hubs has built me my first fire of the season.  Something to warm my toes. It's embers are struggling to catch, the wood is still a bit damp.

Hubs has a few more days, but I was already scheduled to work this weekend and we are short staffed. So back to work I go. By this time tomorrow I will be sitting in a meeting.  I will deliberately position myself with my back to the windows.  This is the time of year that draws my attention away.  This is the time of the year that finds me longing to be outside.

I can be doing anything, as long as it is outside!

Today is finding me feeling apprehensive.  Seems our country is suffering greatly.  Some of it is natural disasters, some of it human disasters, some of it a combination o…

Slowing down...

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Crisp, cool, an early autumn treat! Yoga pants and sweatshirts.  Pure heaven!  I needed this. Mother Nature and I are definitely thinking alike!

I'm sitting here in my slightly messy kitchen, desperately wishing I was a far more organized person. I have the best of intentions.  Always.  Some days I am more successful than others. Today, well, today does not feel like it is going to be one of "those" days.

Hubs has a headache, I'm sure the drastic temperature change has a lot to do with it. And the pollen and mold count has to be high, always is when changes happen.

Me?  I'm sitting here listening to one of my favorite cd's, sipping my coffee, waiting for him to return from a quick trip to the grocery.  We've been wanting to try scotch eggs, both of us are intrigued.  While I soft boil eggs he is picking up the sausage.  Do I feel these will qualify as low-fat or even remotely healthy?  Nope, sure don't!  But I do feel that they will qualify as good f…

it's staycation time...

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It's been a day of listening to old country songs, dragging my mind back in time.  September has arrived in a beautiful fall fashion, crispy evening and early morning air and beautiful, breezy cool days. I am in love.

Tonight walking the boys I was I remembering when we used to take vacation at this time of the year every year.  We'd head south to Sullivan and our little spot on Piney Creek.  I remembered why tonight. I love this time of the year.  It seems to be a gift for surviving a miserable mid-west summer.

Today as my brain was going a million different directions, following the cuts I was making on the quilt I am working on. Hubs and I are on a staycation.  We both seriously needed it.  I wanted to go see my boy, but he's busy getting ready for the next part of his life journey and I needed to be closer just in case.

Today was a stay at home and work on the "to do" list.  Tomorrow will probably find us out and about on the motorcycle again.  I have to go…

a total eclipse

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Leaving dinner with a friend last night we were watching the sky light up with brilliant colors. Flashing through the soft layers of clouds on the horizon.  It was still warm and the humidity was a bit higher than it's been.  Not really a sign of a coming storm.  If anything, it looked like heat lightening. No distant rumble of thunder, just brilliant flashes of multicolored lights.

It seemed like the perfect end to a perfect day. As if the sky above us was taking a final bow, just before the curtain closed on an award winning show. 

Hubs and I had the most wonderful day!  We'd opted out of the traffic and chaos.  We had decided that we simply wanted to enjoy the wonder on our own.  We'd invited our girl, but she was concerned that it could harm our sweet youngest grand and stayed at home. 
With our chairs aligned, fans arranged to keep us cool and our approved glasses at the ready, we got comfy for the next few hours of the greatest show on earth.  
No where to go, nothing…

Soon it will go dark...

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The sunrise this morning is so "normal". Hard to believe that in a few short hours there will be a total eclipse. Something so extraordinary. It hasn't happened in Missouri in August 1, 1869. Luckily we won't have to wait that long for the next.  It's going to be on April 8, 2024, a mere 7 years.

Hubs and I took the day off.  For people that are fascinated with the heavens and pretty much the glory of all things in nature, well it only seemed "natural".  Our original plans had us heading to Hermann, MO to enjoy the view on the side of a hill in a vineyard, with a few thousand of our closest friends.

We have our blankets ready, extra wine, snacks to pack and wait a minute... did we really see 30 mile long traffic in Oregon.  What is with all of these RV's we've been spotting around town?

Plan change.  Back to the store to pick up different lunch food.  A bottle of single barrel.  And sky check from the back deck.

Yep, we are going to be sitting…