violets bloom in east-facing windows, and only when they feel at home. so far, so good on staying awhile. the violets and i agree we should stay awhile, and then longer still.
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{in the spirit of the _habit_ posts i used to love on flickr} {one image with 32 words or less}
(how's that for a happy conglomerate?)
this honey is so, so very yummy. i have been enjoying it in my tea, maddie drizzles it over her cereal, and isaac has downed a spoonful or two to soothe an itching throat.
would you like to taste some?
here's your chance. good friends of ours in duluth, mn, are in the beginning phases of their new company, A Taste of Lake Superior - click here to read about it, and support them by giving them a buck or two (or more!) toward their endeavor. their honey is AWESOME! (and if you pledge at least $25, you'll get to taste some of their fabulous honey!)
and watch their video - it's happy - you'll like it.
then, if you need a little more happy, my girl is really excited about writing her very own blog. you may remember that we started a blog for her to do book reviews on (with my help) about two years ago. we didn't keep it up very long . . . ahem. that's mostly my fault, i guess. but now, she wants to blog again, and she is doing the writing! she'd love it if you'd read over at madelaine reads.
and you can find me every day on my flickr page. and once and a while this month on habit!
all kinds of happy, i tell you. all kinds.
sunday
i learned that it's not a jam, he said. a double-feed is caused by limp-wristing. so. i need steadier, tougher wrists. i can work on that.
monday
all the living of 80, 90, 100 years compressed into one room - one bed, one chair and a few precious photographs.
these were my thoughts at work tonight. these people i care for have had such full, amazing lives, and now, they live in one room, or half a room, decorated with a few photographs and framed bits on the wall, a special piece of furniture or two, and a whole host of memories tucked away in their aging minds and wrinkled skin.
the photo is my frosty windshield.
someone on flickr commented that we come from and return to stardust. what a beautiful picture to keep in my mind as i care for my residents. even when some of them are difficult, they are made up of stardust. we all are.
tuesday
me: folding laundry. him: lying on the floor with his notebook. t-u-e-s-d-a-y 11 period 13 period 12. his dishwater blond, fuzzy head. his stubby fingernails. home is best.
home is best. and sunlight is a close second!
wednesday
wishing doesn't make it go faster. sometimes it even makes it go slower.
what wisdom from a nine-year-old mouth.
maddie told isaac that this morning. they are looking forward to a weekend with friends. i am looking forward to some definitive plans. but she's right. sometimes the wishing makes the time seem to drag. i'll enjoy today. and the sun that is shining again!