…are days of rest
It’s been a quiet, delightfully so, morning and so far, afternoon! today, I did not have any.place.to.be other than to sit here at the table, all morning long, taking it easy, easy, easy!
Yesterday, I clocked more than 12K steps: the Selfie Queen – niece Chris – and I went to the annual White House Garden Spring Tour…we were among the hundreds. We enjoyed the tour and as Chris said: the flowers know no party. Despite the day’s being overcast, the Smithsonian Mall and museums were busy, busy.
From the gardens, we walked to the National Gallery of Art’s Sculpture Garden and Restaurant – where we ate lunch and rested…and then, Chris called Uber to take each of us home.
I was wiped out by the time I arrived home – as I pen this post, am still. But that’s been quite OK ’cause I have no place to go today or anything due!
~this tree this morning @ 7:04 am~
Today I’ve been sitting here at the table, since early this morning, watching Mother Nature blow the clouds in and out, the sun come and go.
sometimes mondays are days of rest …
“Coffee, Tea and Me…
I started drinking coffee when I was 17 and pretty much did so until 2005 – when I switched to tea. Mainly because the addition was being built – and we were without a kitchen and stove, just the microwave. Heating water for tea was was easy and I do not like instant coffee. Besides, microwave cooking has been a staple with me since 1985! All in all, it just made plain sense.
Fast forward to today: The microwave died over the weekend. To heat water, I use the electric stove. Earlier this year I opined that I might buy an electric tea kettle; suffice it to say, I have not, yet.
News Flash! I just remembered: I do, however, have a brand-spanking-new -still-in-the-box, electric coffee maker! I can use it for boiling water until I decide to:
- resume morning coffee drinking or
- buy an electric tea kettle and
- replace the microwave – which, quiet as it’s kept, will be #3 – since we replaced the first one, bought in 2005, in 2014.
Today’s sunrise was lovely and I’ve a lot to do this morning before I leave for my Monday Morning quilt meeting. And no doubt, shopping for a new microwave oven!
Wishing you a great day!
…are off …to a much slower start… than usual…. slept later… not up til 6am… puttered. wasted time… slow down…BREATHE… catch my breath… inhale… exhale… s-l-o-w-l-y. again… cloudy now – sun’s breaking through… tea mug is warm in my hand…tea, tasty in my mouth… blend of ginger peach and peach…yum… running through my mind ~ today’s agenda, this week’s, this month’s … this moment’s…BREATHE…
(Thanks to Michelle GD for today’s take on Sometimes Mondays…)
4:00 pm | saturday | 11. 24.2018
seeing: few leaves hanging on the trees; most are bare …
hearing: rain, beating on the windows, hard …
wondering: how the rain has impacted early holiday shopping …
eating: an oatmeal cookie and three grapes …
drinking: hot peach tea – warms my soul …
feeling: warm and cozy …
counting: 32 days til Christmas!
listening to : Michelle Obama’s Becoming …
loving : every word …
thinking: how grateful I am for this cozy warm house on a cold, rainy, saturday afternoon!
4:30 am. Morning. Wide awake. Way too early to be up and about! What does a person do? Why read, of course. And that I did! On my nightstand, Circe by Madeline Miller. Read for about an hour… Back to sleep.
7:30 am. Awoke; certainly a more reasonable hour. Later than usual morning solitude and quiet time. Forecast: Cold, windy, today. Possible snow on Thursday. Noooo!
12 noon. Met friend Margaret for lunch – delicious pizza.
2 pm. Artists’ consignment shop we wanted to browse ~ closed on Tues! A new coffee shop/roastery open – we didn’t like the music. Decided to call it a day; we each left for our individual drive home.
2:45 pm. Arrive home. Cold and windy still. Quick, brisk walk!
3:30 pm. Afternoon. Sleepy. Can’t keep my eyes open. What does a person do? Why take a nap, of course!
4:30 pm. Awake. Refreshed. Write blog post. Grateful for a day spent with a longtime good friend, good food, a warm house and a revitalizing nap!