Ennui…

I just texted a dear friend and after exchanging our days today, she told me to go write something.  I replied that everything seemed negative in my head, but I was trying to get something written. Suddenly I thought of what we are all going through, quarantine.   How many words describe quarantine? I turned to

Out with the Old…

We live in a small neighborhood, there are two roads in this subdivision and there are 37 houses here.  So, when I walk the dog we walk the entire neighborhood. This morning as I walked onto the porch I could hear the wind.  I love days like this.  The neighborhood has tall pine trees, oak

Ponds…. 31 Days of Observing…

31 Days Observing There are ponds all over the low country.  It seems that most neighborhoods have at least one pond.  Our first house had a beautiful pond in the back yard.  It was a graceful looking pond.  It butted up to the marsh and there were lovely pines and palmetto trees and marsh grasses. 

Hidden in the Ordinary…. 31 Days of Observing….

31 Days Observing  I don’t think I have consistently written a post for longer than five days straight.  I have tried to write daily, but usually after about five days I lose momentum and it takes me a few days of not writing to start-up again.   This challenge is becoming that, a challenge. This morning

Touching my heart

Yesterday as dear hubby and I were going out our front door a plastic grocery bag flew inside.  Hubby inquired about what it was and I threw it on the table and said I would look at it later. We did our errand and when I came into the house I stopped to see what the

The Journey

What a difference a week makes.  This time last week, I was reeling.  Going from shock and awe to the deep pits of panic and despair. This week, is not any different, really.  Nothing has changed, except, my attitude.  Deep breaths have happened.  Prayer has happened.  Talking with my dear hubby has happened.  But, we

Shugo, meet Stanley… a lesson in the unexpected

  For those of you who follow my blog, you know I have my dear puppy.  His name is Shugo.  He is a Shiba Inu.  A Japanese breed that at most weighs 25 pounds.  They were bred to hunt wild boar on the hillsides of Japan.  They are excellent hunters, can run at the speed

Safe

Last night was one of those sleepless nights. I went to bed shortly after midnight and I got back up a little after 2 a.m.. My dear hubby gave up after 3:30 a.m. and I was still up. At first I was half heartedly looking at Facebook and watching an old Sean Connery movie.  The

Christmas in the ‘hood….

We live in a wonderful neighborhood.  It was a change for us in moving from San Diego.  There we lived on a private drive consisting of three homes.  At Christmas none of the homes really decorated, although we each had something different on the outside of our homes to represent the season of celebration. When

October

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” ― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables I saw this quote last night.  I posted it on my Facebook page and this morning as I was walking my dear little puppy I was still thinking about it. October is here!  Fall has fallen!