Delight

Supposedly, this particular lily can tolerate partial shade. Truth be told, this little pond is mostly in full shade, but I couldn’t resist taking a chance.

Progress

It feels like a new normal. The inside looks a little different, and it seems like there should be more people coming and going to work on stuff. Pretty soon the new normal will feel as if it’s always been this way

Something’s Wrong!

Please, y’all, we as individuals and as a culture can do better than this. We can agree to disagree. And we can do it respectfully, with appreciation for each other’s humanity.

Slower Than Slow

It starts to feel like magic. How in the world did that get so much better? And now, movement can be not only faster, but also more powerful with the same amount of effort.

Too Much, Miss!

You’d think that after so many years on the planet, I’d have figured this out a long time ago. I’m beginning to realize that somehow, we almost always find a way through.

Thumb Up or Thumb Down?

As is too often the case, I forgot to ask why. So, when I was working on my own, I tried this thumb’s up position again, and asked myself why. The movement was smoother, simpler, gentler—and more effective.

Making Mistakes

And with even better luck, the teacher reassures you that you don’t have to start all over again, from the very beginning. It’s especially nice if you can see where you went wrong and learn from that.

“We’re Sisters; We Fight”

Two of our granddaughters were riding in the back seat. After a while, there was some squabbling. As the sound escalated, I turned around to see what was going on, perhaps to intervene.

Soup’s On

Soup’s on, so I’m going to make this short. It’s been a crazy busy week. Lots of Feldenkrais, a bit of time to make stuff, and, oh by the way, our garage is being rebuilt.

All In a Week

You might have guessed that I don’t like to be bored. I do like to have time to sit and wonder. To piddle around with a variety of little projects. To talk with folks. To learn new things. To watch the birds from my front porch. To watch my grandkids grow—although I must say that they grow at an alarmingly fast rate.