Tomorrow
There’ll be sun!
How does one get unstuck? You know, that kind of stuck where you can’t seem to carve out enough time (or what you believe is enough time) to do a decent job at something so you do nothing.
Luke and Murphy were hiding behind the barn but came out and looked at me rather accusingly. Like “Hey! Do you not see the icicles forming on me?!”
Writing a poem today was a struggle, which may be evident. Usually I just throw out whatever comes into my head, only feeling the need for slight changes. But this one came out awkward, the cadence and message lost. I’m blaming this on the dreariness and demands of the day. All the creatures were feeling…
“That some good can be derived from every event is a better proposition than that everything happens for the best, which it assuredly does not.” — James K. FeiblemanI’m watching a movie “Home for Christmas” about a woman that’s living the good life until her husband decides to boot her to the curb and get…
I got the “opportunity” today to try out my little Toro snowblower. About 3 inches of heavy, wet snow fell onto a rainy, slushy, ice base that was the result of the rain that had fallen all yesterday afternoon. The mess gave my poor, little snowblower quite a workout. It also gave me quite a…
What’s this? Not much time to blog this week. I’m flying out to see my son in Oakland, California on Friday, so there are a number of work and home related things I’m trying to get done before I leave. Rush, rush, rush. Then, my Uncle Frank died Friday evening. Frank was a wonderful uncle —…
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Hey darlin’, I saw your post and had to pop in. Seems life has tried to darken my world. My Mama is in ICU right now.
Your post reminded me of a Downs syndrome student I had once. We always took our Special Ed. class to a lake just before school was out each summer. I had this young fella in the paddle boat with me. It was a drizzly, damp cold day.
We were paddlin’ across the lake and he said, ” Oh..Mrs. Nezzy isn’t it a beautiful sunny day?”
I looked at him and said, why…little mister…it’s cloudy, cold and there is NO sun. He looked at me in his wise way and said, yes, yes there is. It’s just hidin’ behind the clouds. The sun is always shinin’ even when we can’t see it!”
I remind myself of this often.
Glorious pictures as always sweetie!
Have a blessed and sunny day :o)
I love your story! I won’t forget such a beautiful message.
Sorry to hear about your Mom. I’ll say a prayer for both of you.
Oh so lovely. Look at those brave new blades of grass popping out of the ground all around Luke…green and precious. I’ll sure never take spring for granted ever again! Sun, let there be sun!
Lynn
Very beautiful. And, the sun will come out soon. We’ve had a record month of snow but we had sun today! Perhaps you did too!
Your photos were perfect for the lyrics!
Beautiful photos! Love that song but ~ I hope the sun came out for you TODAY 🙂