simply a moment | 15 august 2021 …

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     8 am/cloudy/70 degrees, I wrote and continued:  My tea’s cooling, if not cooled, cold. I’ve returned to the classic (7 x 9) Happy Planner dot grid  paper for journaling. At least for today – it’s Simply A Moment time. Many years have elapsed since I first began documenting a specific several moments on the 15th of each month. I chose the 15th because the date is generally the middle – or close to  – of the month and also happens to be my birthday numeral.  I also use the convention of capturing the moment based on the date + time, e.g., this month, the moment I captured (in pen on paper) was 8 – 8:15 am on Sunday August 15 – 8/15. It could have easily been 8:15 pm for I think I’d most likely be awake at that time.  But a bunch of  Zzzzs does not make for very interesting copy.  And so the countdown  begins – 3 min to go til …

     8:15 am  Two sips of my now cooled tea. Sunday Baroque in my ears: Bach’s “Two Choruses'” is  playing …so lovely. The sky is laced with grey colouds. Autumn – meterological only 16 days away – 1 September.  I saw an artist on Instagram  (Lorene Edwards Forkner – #gardenercook )  who selects a daily color palette based on a plant: it’s leaf or flowers. She has a book coming out Spring 2022;  I plan to purchase but in the meantime, I’ll follow her on IG. Today’s colors: shades of grey (and not 50!). Guess it could be green with a hint of brown as the season’s changing.  Looking out the window, I see the leaves on this tree are not only turning brown but that many have fallen and there are more gaps, spaces, views of the grey sky showing through.  My tea needs replacing –  it’s cooled and my cup’s almost empty…

And thus was the beginning of my Sunday which later included an afternoon trip to Barnes & Noble, complete with my mask! There were a lot of people out at the shopping mall – nearly all were masked and moving and most retail establishments and eateries required masks. Worked for me!

Cheers~

unraveled wednesday|a snowy day…

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From my journal, 7:42 am: Snowfalls quietly, gently – all around: silence, punctuated by the normal, routine sounds: scratch of my pen gliding across my journal page; a jet plane taking off; an occasional clang of the radiator ~ all are exaggerated, louder, yet quietly so. “Shhh…I’m reading,” my coffee mug, tho’ empty, proclaims. The scent of candle wafts through the air, filling my nostrils and soul. In my left hand, I hold my tea mug – it’s warmth, too, soothes and comforts. My Valentine roses are exceptionally bright, still bringing joy, seven days later and counting…

Currently, 12:15 pm: Snow continues to fall; flakes are the kind that make you want to stick out your tongue and catch. When I was a child, I always imagined spending these kind of “snow days” at some out-of-the-way ski lodge, wrapped in a warm quilt, sitting in front of a roaring fire, reading a book too good to put down. Today is one of those days minus the ski lodge and roaring fire…and tho’ I’ve been reading, more of my energy has been spent looking, writing, thinking, reflecting…interrupted briefly to wash a load of  dish cloths/towels and chat with Norman over breakfast; and catch up with the news, stock market, the snowfall, etc.

He’s now situated in front of his computer and I, mine – tho’ we’re on separate floors. As I type these words, I hear the sound of ice against the window. Early this afternoon, the snow is to turn to mixed snow and sleet; I think, as predicted, it’s beginning to happen.

12:30 pm: Yep, I think the snow has ended…next up “icy rain! ”

Joining Kat and friends for their unraveled wednesday, too.

Cheers~