It is so nice outside, and feels sooooo good to be out there. Not just physically good, but emotionally delicious...
It is warm, 72' F.
Sunny warm rays that do so bewitch.
I suppose it is safe to tell you a little secret...
There is a place you will find us at a quarter past two on Friday, and Thursday, and perhaps even Wednesday too?
Hanging from a tree, in that warm of warmest Arizona sun...
Reading Robert Louis Stevenson...
An inner peace I have been searching for since I was 16 has found me.
I can sit still for an hour, entranced with thoughts of nothingness...
Just listen to the birds, and breathe.
Then maybe read a little, and...
Dream of spring, and fairies and hollyhocks and bees...
The sun is oh so warm, and the breeze cool, brisk even.
Kisses your toe, your shoulder, your nose...
Almost silly good, if you know what I mean.
Sun, birds, warmth, hammock.
Wake me up, please!
Or, maybe don't.
I listen to a cd playing in the distance. A cd I have had for 10 years or more. Filled with beautiful ethereal songs, that take you away in the greatest drift of feelings and calm. I always flip the cd on when I go out onto my back porch. The songs, heard so many times, feel like a part of me in my outside world. Where time stops and I just re-energize.
I didn't even know if I could find the cd online, but I did. With sample tunes too. Here it is, Sound healing by Dean Evenson. So, that is what I have been listening to, almost every day for 10 years or more (along with a few others, but that one is constant). With my fountain on and the birds chirping, it's just so yummy.
So, back to hammock days...
Music flowing in the breeze...
The mountains hovering so beautifully...
Silly perfect, you see?
A tattered favorite straw hat. My constant companion in the sun...
And to think, just a few days ago, it was snowing?
The boys play and sleep all day...
Begging me to be done with my silly human games -
And get back to my real duties.
Like furry hugs, and belly scratches.
Everyone wants to jump on my lap and snuggle. Which is sort of difficult on a hammock. So, I get refueled, and then...
Telling my hammock, I'll see you again soon, if I can sneak away ;)
Where would you be right at this very moment? If you could be anywhere? And, what would you be doing?
I wonder that sometimes.
Close my eyes and think, where would I be now, if I could be anywhere?
What would I be doing???
I think, back in my hammock, in that warm sun, without one care in the world sneaking up on me.
Yes yes, that is where I would be.
But, maybe on a deserted warm beach too, searching for seashells. Oh yes! But only if I could come back home in the blink of an eye, and bring my treasures found with me ;)
ps: I popped some new cards into my shop yesterday. I have been keeping them quiet for a couple months now- until it felt like just the right moment to share.
And, for some reason it feels like it now.
The cards are commercial quality - just lovely in person, with a satin finish. They have so many uses, from thank yous to anything really. I have sent a couple out myself. I should send snail mail more often. It is so much fun to give and receive, isn't it?
Roses (from my garden)
A Tuft of Stars -
Both photographs taken in my garden by me, and turned into cards.