Two days of physical labor preceded by a day that featured me giving a driving/walking tour and I’m bushed. My brain is numb and my muscles are begging for the comfort of bed. I am most assuredly feeling my age. I did manage a first today. After toiling away at hanging insulation and skipping lunch, I ate an entire frozen pizza (heated up, of course) by myself. Time for a soothing photo of purple petunias…
I have finished my Loft online class, having learned some of the ins and outs of plotting stories and novels, and am returning to my Year of Creative Reading. I’ve recently completed two books, “Constructive Wallowing” by Tina Gilbertson and “Let’s Be Less Stupid” by Patricia Marx. “Constructive Wallowing” was a surprise find in a bin at the Goodwill in Aberdeen, South Dakota. The book looked brand new and only cost me $1.50. It was…
I’ve had the opportunity over the past week to watch several bouquets of white flowers wilt. In case you haven’t noticed from my blog, I have a thing for taking close-ups of flowers and plants. Naturally, I couldn’t pass up taking pics of the flowers as they decayed in the vase. While most might find wilted flowers sad or disappointing, I think they are beautiful and enjoy watching the transition. Roses, especially, take on this…