Friday, April 26, 2013

This Moment . . . .


following her lead:   http://soulemama.typepad.com/


{this moment} - A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.



Thursday, April 25, 2013

My therapy . . . .

ther•a•py
n., pl. -pies.
1. the treatment of disease or disorders, as by some remedial, rehabilitative, or    curative process: speech therapy.
2. a curative power or quality.
3. any act, task, program, etc., that relieves tension.

This bag of  'therapy'  supplies was purchased two weeks ago from my local yarn shop. I spent a couple of hours, petting and fondling the yarns, talking knitting with the shop owner and her staff.  I drove home, did some weekend chores and a bit of creative sewing and the yarn was stashed in my knitting bag and forgotten.


And, then this past week I had need for my little bag of 'therapy supplies'  to perform an  'act, task, program, etc, that relieves tension'.   The absolutely senseless bombings in Boston, the poison laced letters mailed to a Senator & our President, the defeat of the gun bill in the senate, and, the news of an explosion that ripped through the little community of West, Texas.  Like most of America, I felt bruised, battered and my heart ached. 

I  clicked away from the constant news channels and onto a DIY home improvement show.  With the television volume on low, the skeins of yarn were wound into balls, needles chosen and stitches cast on -- I so needed that gentle rhythm of yarn & needles, working together.  Knitting to me is a form of meditation - my mind clears and my spirit lifts.  The needles make a soft clicking sound that is music to my ears - my body relaxes and my hands seem to perform the motions required almost on their own.  And, as the yarn and needles make cloth out of strands of yarn  --  I think of all those in need of comfort and strength -- and, my meditation turns to prayer.  



Friday, April 19, 2013

This Moment . . .

following her lead:   http://soulemama.typepad.com/


{this moment} - A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.



Friday, April 12, 2013

This Moment . . .

following her lead:   http://soulemama.typepad.com/


{this moment} - A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

 


Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Winter's parting gift

April  10, 2013 - 7:30 a.m.  
From the protection of my garage

Rain + 32 degrees = ice covered trees


Hard freeze forecast for tonight, with temps around 28 degrees.
I'm hoping this layer of ice will protect my white iris, already in bud. 


This year, Winter doesn't seem ready to admit defeat and leave -
but, I am confident Spring will win out in the end -
we just have to be patient. 

  

Friday, April 5, 2013

{ this moment }

Following her lead . . . . http://soulemama.typepad.com/


{ this moment }

A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Saturday thru Wednesday

Saturday:  Easter Egg Hunt at our church with two of the grandbabes.  We all sang songs, heard the Easter Story and then it was outside in the sunshine.  Laney was best pleased with her haul -- she found a 'gy-nor-mous' (her description) egg loaded with chocolates!

          
Her big brother, Joe, may not have found the 'gy-nor-mous' egg - but, he made up for it with quantity!  They both left with baskets/buckets loaded with candy/Easter trinkets and their tummys filled with cookies and punch provided by the 'church ladies'.

Sunday: After church and a ham lunch - another Easter Egg Hunt at MoMo & Papa Bill's house -with their own decorated eggs and there might have been a few plastic eggs filled with money too.  MoMo & Papa Bill worked out a deal with the Easter Bunny for those special eggs.


Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday:  Rain, rain, and more rain.  Over 2 inches of much needed rain put a small dent in our drought here on the Southern Plains.  And, for that we are truly grateful.