unraveled wednesday | 4.24.19…

I awoke this morning to the sight of a magnificent sunrise, a gentle pink glow in the sky, on rooftops…and quickly gathered my iPhone and donned my robe so that I could step out on the deck and snap a photo or two, bask in the gentle glow. Mornings, mine, are always off to a slow, gentle start, regardless of “when “ I must leave the house …I sip my tea, read, write, sometimes draw/sketch, remember, plan, contemplate, let the morning/day unfold gently…

On this day, next week, we will be in the throes of setting up the quilt show – the doors will open at 10 am, promptly on Thursday…to a crowd of quilters rushing into buy our castoffs: tools; fabrics; patterns; novelty items; etc...”one quilter’s trash another quilter’s treasure…” Three of my four quilts are ready; I finish stitching the binding on the fourth, today!

I have any number of books – new/old; audio/print – in various stages; I’m rather drifting in/out of them. In my ongoing dostadning efforts, I ran across these three titles and decided I might revisit them over the next few days.

The weather forecast for today: sunshine and lovely temps. I plan/hope to take a walk to the Franciscan Monastery early afternoon to view the grounds. I’ve not been at all this season. Who cares about spring allergies?

Joining Kat and others for Unraveled Wednesday here!

TGIF | 3.22.19 …

Thinking: Our taste of Spring was just that. Today, it’s cold and windy and cloudy. The only thing missing: snowflakes. Niece Chris is enjoying beach weather in Mexico… lucky her. It’s nearly noon and I’m still in my jammies…may as well stay for Journal Club, just an hour away! Where has the time gone?

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Grateful: Yesterday, our girl Dolly celebrated her 33rd birthday! I recall so clearly the first time we met: She, her mom and grandmother (my sister and niece) came to spend Christmas with us. What a “dolly” she was (and still is). It has been more fun watching her grow over these years and she is the best mom ever to those two little boys, Chris and Elias. Happy Birthday Dolly! Here’s to many, many more! Cheers~

Inspired: I have had the app DayOne Journal on my Apple devices: Mac; iPad and iPhone for several years – tho’ I’ve not used since September 2018. This morning I decided to give it another look-see and was amazed at the new + improved capabilities: voice activation; writing with the Apple pen or your finger on the iOS devices; synchronization across all three platforms; entry via the Apple Watch; and one can even have a book printed (for a cost, of course). There is also an Android version. I’m excited and especially intrigued because I think I have just found the best tool for writing my story, one that enables me to use all the methods I employ in both the analog and digital worlds to capture thoughts, events, feelings, pictures, etc…

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(Image taken Oct 2016; cat still perches on the window sill – to be seen!)

Fun: From time to time, I’ve shared photos and a story or so about Smoke, the neighborhood feral cat. S/he’s been around easily 11 years. Norman feeds  and I’m sure others in the neighborhood do also. I know a neighbor, now deceased, did and also had the cat neutered/spayed. This morning, Norman interrupted whatever’s he was doing on the computer to feed her … and she’d disappeared. He was, to say the least, ticked off, especially when I called to his attention “there s/he is!”as she sauntered back onto the deck. I wish you could’ve heard the words. T’was too funny! But all’s well: the cat’s been fed and Norman’s back at his computer! (I think the cat is female).

And with that, I wish you the best weekend.

Cheers~

unraveled wednesday|3.20.19…

Spring! Seems as tho’ it took forever in coming … and now it’s here! (Even if officially it doesn’t arrive until 5:58 pm EST.) The past few days on my walks, buoyed by warmer Spring-like temperatures, I’ve witnessed buds on the trees and even the Tulip tree at the end of the block is blossoming. Yesterday, I saw my first hint of forsythia, finally. Tonight I hope the clouds won’t obscure my chance to see the last full Supermoon of 2019.

Over the weekend, on my walks, I started and finished, Dani Shapiro’s Inheritance (the audio version). What would you do, think; how would you feel if you found out, via a DNA test, that your father was not your biological father? That you were conceived via a sperm donor program? And that when you do learn these facts, you can’t ask your parents because both are deceased? This is Dani’s story. Gripping! Provocative!

Dani, an accomplished writer and memoirist and writing instructor, narrates the audio version – which makes her story even more poignant. I encourage you to listen and/or read …and visit her website, after you’ve started the book. Doing so will make her story even more dynamic…

I suspect – actually I know – that listening to Inheritance reignited my idea:

  • write/tell my story – tho’ nowhere near as dramatic as Dani’s;
  • however/whatever form that takes.

So, Monday afternoon, I went to B&N for more books on, you guessed, writing. For months I’ve been promising myself to read Stephen King’s On Writing…always on any list. Quiet as it’s kept, I’ve not read one of his books – not a genre I read. Be that as it may, On Writing is always on anyone’s list, so now, it’s in my personal library.

Switching gears, the days til the quilt show – May 3-5 – continue to countdown and I’ve finished – or nearly – 3 of the 4 quilts for the exhibit. Next up: the binding on the big quilt and a few other odds/ends…Lovin’ that I’m on schedule if not ahead!

And so, it’s time for me to get a move on with the day. Joinin’ Kat and friends here.

What are you  reading and/or unraveling?

Cheers~

3 on thursday | 1.10.2019…

Tues 8 Jan – 1:50 pm:

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My intention this day included döstädning my office area – this photo of  my desk shows why; you think? Then, I planned to write about my 2019 Word … suffice it to say that time took its own speed and before I knew it, I was fresh out of day and energy. Oh well, I sighed, hopefully tomorrow…

Wed 9 Jan – 7: 31 am :

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I wrote: “Plowed through the upstairs y’day, creating more areas of stuff to move out…guess it’s called progress. Never wrote a bloomin’ word on the blog – writers (ahem) need to show up everyday at the same time! So again, when ? I stopped to look up/out the window and realized sunrise was on! Morning was all aglow! Gotta leave home, 11-ish – sky is cloudless, a pink, purple blue. Sunlight twinkles on the apartment windows. Serene; lovely; peaceful … 

I had a noon dental appointment, I ran a few errands and stopped at Panera on my way home to get my “free bagel.” I get one everyday this month – so far, I’ve only claimed two… Home, I had lunch & dinner: soup, salad and the bagel. I returned to my craft room for another round of döstädning . About 6 pm, I laid down to rest – next thing I knew, t’was 10 pm; no sense in getting up, I thought and slept the night away. Guess I was tired..

Thurs 10 Jan – 6:30 am

Bright eyed, bushy tailed and wide awake, ready to enjoy MSQT. Windy today – all day! A good day to resume döstädning…I made a list of too many things to accomplish on this day. Top item: Blog! As I was thinking about today’s post, I zeroed in on catching up and using today and the past two day’s as content! Brilliant I thought!  And then I checked my messages and found this great picture of the little boys

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They’re having a great time! And when Chris is home, he’s seldom without Mickey in one hand and playing with Elias!

Now, back to the agenda item at hand: döstädning. Joining Carole and others for this week’s 3 on Thursday!

Cheers~

what to write?

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I have great admiration for writers! Their craft is hard work! I appreciate the stories they tell, the wisdom they impart, the advice given to aspiring  writers and the invitation to readers to learn, create and enjoy.  I always visit the  “writing” section in bookstores and libraries, looking for a new title to whet my appetite. I often revisit my own library, too, selecting a book to re-read, for there is always something new within to capture my attention and stir my soul.

Last month, I found the above book during a visit to Barnes & Noble. This little 154 page book is a gem – and a perfect match for me: mindful is my 2018 word – and because it is on my radar, most times when I see it on a magazine or as part of a book title or even a knitting pattern, my curiosity is piqued. Via 59 little essays, the author, a professor and director of creative writing at Ohio University, shares “quotations and brief responses to those quotations, illuminating how, in my view, writing and mindfulness can intersect in positive and productive ways.” (p.16)

Many  Most days, I resolve to post earlier in the day than I do. What to write? looms over my head. Today was one of those days and reading essay 23, page 70,  these words: “the longest journey begins with a single step.” ~ Lao Tzu,”  captured my attention.  Dinty Moore reminds us that each writing project begins with the writing of one word. 

I thought…Voila!  Today I’ll share this delightful, very helpful little book.  I wrote the first word and sentence!  And then more words began to flow. Time now to hit publish and move on with the day: Off to the grocery store for Thanksgiving prep.

How do you jumpstart your writing?

Cheers~

on gratitude and writing…

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This morning, during MSQT – morning solitude and quiet time – I thought a lot about gratitude and writing. In a way, they are synonymous to me. I can’t seem to think about /express one without the other.

MSQT begins when I go downstairs and set up my space/place at the table: I pull my Raskog book cart close to the table, take the lamp off  and set it on the table. Next, set placemats out: one is for my journal, the other, my tea  mug and water glass; both sit on a small tray. Finally, I arrange other paraphernalia: pens; my journal; my iPad and iPhone, plugging which ever one might need a charge into the outlet on the lamp; and the book/s I’m currently reading. I then boil water (in the microwave) for tea and fix myself a glass of ice-cold water. When the water is boiled, I take the mug to the table, sit, plop in my tea bag and breathe for 4-5 minutes. Once that’s done, I am ready to write.

My daily journal entry always begins with the date, time, a “brief weather report” in the form of a graphic: a cloud or sun or snowflake. Next I write a bit about the day before, today’s upcoming agenda, my thoughts, feelings, plans, ideas, surroundings, memories, and gratitudes.

I find that I enjoy the physical act of writing, of making letters, forming sentences, expressing thoughts, ideas, feelings, describing my surroundings, anticipating and/or relishing my experiences. I also read – generally a book that helps me explore a current or long-time interest, poetry, or an essay. Most often, books by writers on the practice of writing. Hard work.

I write, not because I want to publish – anything beyond a blog post – but because it fills my soul …and for that, I am grateful.

What fills your soul?

Cheers~