We are not in Buffalo, thank goodness, but the snow has arrived. On the day I had my very first snow tires installed. Methinks that is a sign. Hoping it does not turn into ice….that was a storm my garden would like to forget.
We are not in Buffalo, thank goodness, but the snow has arrived. On the day I had my very first snow tires installed. Methinks that is a sign. Hoping it does not turn into ice….that was a storm my garden would like to forget.
The real soft whiteness will soon be arriving – snow is in the forecast. There’s always time to reflect back on another type of soft white – Allen Gardens, February, 2014.
“I don’t feel very much like Pooh today,” said Pooh. “There, there,” said Piglet. “I’ll bring you tea and honey until you do.” I have a friend who brings me back to myself every time. I got to have some laughs and some time to get back to myself last night.
Missed my first class and both my labs yesterday. Life just got ahead of me and I crashed into a wall. I slept. I sipped ginger ale. I slept some more. And I meditated. Breathe in peace. Release all worry. Peace. Release. A reminder that even when all is incredibly amazing, when you are living …
