Friday, December 12, 2014

Let the rain come down... (gratitude, day 12)

There's a backlog of posts waiting to see if I could find the right images to go with them.  Some of them fully written, some half-formed. 

But after a quiet evening and another chaotic week, I was sitting here listening to the complaining cat and the sound of the rain.

The blessed, blessed rain.  Tonight is a quiet rain, loud enough to be heard, not a torrential downpour.  So much more is needed to really break the drought, but oh, to hear the raindrops fall is a joy.

Monday, December 1, 2014

Tap Tap Tap... (2014 Day 1 Gratitude)

Is this thing on?

No, not really.  But resurrection in the blog world is simpler than in the real world. Here we go.

It's December.

For the last six years, Jote at blessherheart.com has undertaken a project that suits her so well, based on her papa's wisdom. 30 days of gratitude -- with a little leeway. A chance to recognize, reflect, and revel in the important things.  Which can vary from the global to the mundane; the morning cup of coffee to the abstract question.

And for the last few years, I've played along. I barely touched this blog since the last round, but hey, it's a good reason to come back, to reconnect. And on my Sunday evening run, I was thinking about Jote's project, her papa's wisdom, the kindness of Jote's heart and the circles of her world... and I knew I'd be back to this.

So here I am, grateful. For the reminder.

Stay tuned.


Friday, February 14, 2014

Oh, intentions

I intended to finish days 28,29, and 30.
I had posts planned.
Full of gratitude.

And then suddenly January happened. Funny how the earth continues to rotate through day and night whether or not you're really noting the passage of time. It wasn't a bad month; it wasn't a great month, it just kept sliding by.

Suddenly, it's February. A year ago, I'd just gotten back after a week's adventuring with Goose in Hungary and Croatia, jet-lagged, happy, wanting more adventure.

I didn't realize how much that desire would pervade my 2013, but my 41st year was one where I just kept seizing opportunities for travel. And regretting any that I turned down, even when work and financial solvency intervened.

It's 2014, and I keep craving more. Seeing new things, resetting my world view, meeting people whose experiences are so foreign from mine...

Fortunately, this year El Bandito's a little freer to join me on jaunts. So I keep day-dreaming. And starting to look at flights.

And hoping too, that my wandering and that of dear friends intersects this year...

But hi, blog. Maybe I'll remember to return more often.

Monday, December 30, 2013

days 26 & 27: walks in the snow and warm boots.


Many years, when we come to visit my family for the holidays, there's no snow on the ground. This year, there had been an ice storm a few days previous, visible in the trees and wires coated in clean crystalline ice and covered with fresh snow.  El Bandito and I wandered through the fresh snow, threw snowballs, made snowmen.  Enjoyed a brief bit of actual winter.  Grinned like a fool.

And the winter boots that I bought prior to the trip have proved worthy.  Warm feet and good traction. Grateful to have that option.

Saturday, December 28, 2013

day 25: the family gathering




Despite the way my sister and I push each other's buttons, despite the grumbles and the rolled-eyes, I love that I get to spend a few days each year in warmth and tradition. And gratitude to El Bandtio for putting up with the hassle and talking me down when I get a little riled-up.

clear roads and easy travel: gratitude day 24

A fun final day wandering the Windy City with El Bandito before picking up the rental car and heading off to my family for the actual holidays.  Grateful for smooth travel, a convenient car rental and upgrade, grocery stores with good take-out sections to make the drive more palatable.

day 23: the lake in winter

There's something about the icy great lake that always fills my heart with joy.