Saturday, September 24, 2011

These days

*seem to fly past in a blur
*find my freezer full despite my re-arranging and arranging again
*I am a felting maniac
*see me asleep as soon as my head hits my pillow
*find me loving Grade 1 again.
I think we have found our groove (for now). Things were shaky...I was shaky. And as these things usually go, I worried more than was necessary. Now, with the welcome in of Autumn the slate is clean and all is well.
When will I learn????

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Treading water

These are the words that can easily describe our days. I realize that these words have a seemingly negative slant to them, but that is not how they are intended. It is more like we are drifting through our new routines and have yet to find our groove. This is not to say we won't. I see it forming. Little glimpses throughout our day - still off in the distance, but getting closer all the time.
And worrying won't change anything. Patience will. Right?!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

This time of year

It is a sentimental time of year for me. Something about the slight dip in temperature and the way the light softens it's blazing summer edges. I find myself reflecting on who I am, what I have done and what I am doing. And also wondering when it is that I will figure these things out.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Ode to a cat named Marshmallow

There is an empty space now. We are still finding white cat hair everywhere, and will most likely be for awhile to come. Our catnip is coming back to life after a summer of being chomped on. And the depression in the garden where she liked to sleep is still visible...kind of like she is just out for a stroll and will reclaim her spot any minute now.
"Plea from a cat named Virtue" by The Weakerthans kind of reminds me in some ways of her.