Passing Of Time…

July 26, 2017

is a constant thing. When looking at the mirror and going through everyday life we realize only when we see old photographs or now, digital or Facebook throwbacks how we look different and sometimes it comes as a shock. In less than a month I’ll be another year older if I should live. One never knows, but if I do, I’ll walk a bit more careful, go slower than I used to , and take precaution in areas that once were just a hop, skip, and a jump. Lately I’ve been noticing things that I myself did a decade or so back. When you are at that between age of not young but not old you tend to hold on to the young rather than accept the growing years. I could not tell you the day/month/year when acceptance of no longer being young was a fact in my life. While I’m still youthful to some, mostly I’m at the stage where I’m living a life that lets me simply be. Actually, there is no longer the desire to be young because when encountering  young people, the conversations they have and the things they do no longer hold my interest. They are in their season and I have already passed that one and am far into another one…the one that fits me. People that try to hold on are fooling themselves. Not that you have to grab a shawl and become helpless, far from it. Something I’ve noticed recently is someone although not too far behind me, appears to still be in a youthful state of mind even when it comes to everyday conversations and actions. When speaking, it is usually surface.  To date I only recall once a conversation on the serious side. Aside from being well set in the area of finance,(actually that is not a proven thing because again, people look well off all the time and behind closed doors there are sleepless nights, fighting, and a whole host of things that come to light when they file for divorce/bankruptcy/etc.) this person seems to either be in earnest  or else hiding their true personality to the public. The point I am making is, to each his/her own. My life is mine and they have theirs. Personally, I enjoy not having to fool with some of the things that seemed so important in my younger years. I wear, eat, purchase, or NOT purchase what I like and do not worry about whether I’ll meet expectations of others. Living according to my own interests is something that I enjoy and it came about as I became older.

I am happy with me and so, I say to everyone young , old, or middle: be comfortable in YOUR season.

 Now, (THE key word ), let’s enjoy the rest of the summer …

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Worker Bee…

June 13, 2017

Typing is my livelihood these days. Sitting eight to nine hours a day discovering people’s names, addresses, phone numbers, and other bits and pieces of their lives brings me a paycheck. If told I had to recall them and their information outside of the few minutes it takes to send it into “the system”, as I lovingly call it, I would be hard pressed. A blur of names and ages run across my eyes and fingers like lightening bugs on a hot Southern evening. Flitting and darting until the papers are finished and laid down only to pick up another set and repeat. The sterile manner in which I see this information is much like today’s society.  Removed from a Mayberry landscape where everyone knows when you sneeze to a screen where millions of words, numbers, and symbols pop up and join the cyber highway to …where? 

Personally, I like taking the slow backroads. You know, the two lanes where trees shade the car and all kinds of shadows hammer on the exterior as you drive leisurely by individual homes rather than  “little boxes” as the song says…and so on that note I tip my water to a slow summer…

 

Nature’s Dual Bouquet..

August 7, 2015

Nature's Dual Bouquet

While walking yesterday, I stopped and combined a small branch of dead leaves with the living plant to make a Summer/Fall arrangement. I thought it to be an interesting visual and wanted to capture it before leaving the park.

A Still Day…

August 16, 2012

in the summer heat. The hummingbirds continue to drink from their little oasis on the back and side decks. No wind, with cloudy skies and 82 degree weather. Not bad for this region.  The dog lays stretched out between me and the recliner in her literal dog day of summer-minus the temperature. Hearing the soft lullaby hum of the floor fan is enough to make one drift off  into a easy nap. In the evenings the katydids have formed their annual music company  giving free nightly performances for at least another six weeks. Looking out the patio doors, the summer sights and sounds are so peaceful. Nature’s built in stress reliever. Update: As I am typing this post a bird got into the house and I had to stop and open the back patio doors to coax it out!  The kitchen door was open with one of the screens that have the magnets (think seen on tv) and my guess is that it  flew through the screen.  Scratch the lazy summer day…