We had some hot, sunny days in the 90’s here and I started doing the Portland, Seattle chant. As in I think life could be oh so much better where it’s cooler with some rain. I know that’s not the answer…but maybe it is? We had a cooler day yesterday and quickly decided it was a day for an outdoor lunch with the chance to take Daisy Mae along. Couldn’t have been more perfect.
We’ve been able to open our windows so our bedroom might finally be done with the paint smell. With a forecast for the weekend of 103 degrees (gasp!) …might have to wait on more painting and be content with mad moving of furniture and rooms. We switched the beds around from the guest room to our granddaughter’s bedroom. She was ecstatic when she came home to a full-sized bed. I’m turning the guest room into a reading/yoga/meditation space with a daybed for guests. I’m delighted at the thought I might have a space somewhat removed to practice my asanas and to sit. Now do I still let Daisy Mae join me?
It’s definitely the season for weddings. No matter where we go on the weekends we come across either the wedding itself or portrait sessions. Weddings have such potential and promise and joy. I never tire of seeing brides. Even though I stopped doing wedding photography, I remember the excitement and confess I miss it just a bit.
I mentioned we had our son’s wedding in April. Now in the month of October…the best month in my mind…our oldest daughter will be getting married. White tents in their backyard. Catered food by friends of the groom who happens to be a chef. A change from her love of purple to shades of orange, yellow, and green. Maybe a chandelier or two? And most certainly love will be in the air.
I’ve found lately I’m just as happy if I’m sitting in my yard at dusk with my new white lights glimmering in the tree. Or if I’m tending to the garden or simply playing with my ever-ready to-go dog, Miss Daisy Mae. I’ve had to store a few of my daughter’s yard ornaments and I think I’ll have to find replacements as I’m getting used to this birdbath and hummingbird feeder.
Serendipity. Is it recognizing when good fortune is jumping in front of you with signs and chance meetings and longings and messages? Is it a slight shiver of joy or is it apprehension when it seems that something tremendous might be around the corner?
I have been dreaming, journaling, wishing…trying to find my next path as I have written about before. Horses are my love. Photography is my love. I waited to learn to ride until I was a grandmother and the dear, sweet person who patiently explained the intricacies of the reins, the saddle, how to post…is now about to open an art gallery. I have missed her and would love to be around her again.
I have been thinking of opening an Etsy shop and/or exhibiting my photographs at art shows/craft fairs. Is this the opportunity …the path I should or would want to take leaping ecstatically from rock to rock. Or from soft landing place to soft landing place?
I’m also maybe. Just maybe. Going to get on my love of a horse tomorrow. My trustworthy and stalwart blind horse. I shall find him to be so again.
It’s been awhile I know since I blogged. And today will be brief, but I wanted to at least post something before May was officially over. So in the past four months – our son has gotten married, our daughter engaged, we celebrated our 38th wedding anniversary, and helped our daughter pack up her house in preparation for moving. Whew. I had to still take time to play with Daisy Mae. Oh happiness.
Today was a good day. Spent several hours grooming and then eating lunch while pony boy grazed. I never leave the barn without feeling more at peace and refreshed. In my spirit anyway…many times I’ve been tired and bedraggled physically. Even though Sampson is blind, I’ve thought lately that without him in my life, I wouldn’t have the chance to be around the many other beautiful horses. Each one with its own personality. One can be let out in the field and instantly begins to madly gallop to the herd. Another will just lazily walk about or just stop to graze contentedly.
Before I had my own horse, I never gave much thought to the differences to be found. The same as with people, dogs, cats. I was browsing in the bookstore tonight and read snippets from a dog book that talked about how with dogs, it’s not always trying to be the dominant leader that works. But using kindness and the thought that they are more like toddlers could go further to enhance your relationship with your dog. I came home with a more patient mindset as I let our Daisy Mae outside. Letting her romp for a bit with her toys didn’t take that much more time than it usually does and it gave me the chance to have some time in the cooling air of the evening. Hope your day was spent well.