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Category: personal update

The long, still, moments of the dusk

I’m sitting in the dark, writing on my phone as the long still moments of the dusk slip into night. My favorite human is asleep on the couch, finally home from vacation and business travel.

Sophie-dog is laying by the sliding glass door, watching out hopefully for another groundhog to blunder into the yard. She got one on Tuesday, and now her surveillance of the back yard is eternal.

Poppy-cat is likely on the dining room table, based on the sound of the little bell on her collar. I don’t have the heart to shoo her down tonight.

I’m not sure where Mojo-kitty is Mojoing at the moment, but that’s hardly unusual. Mojo is our timid baby and slinks about on his own schedule.

I should probably start the process of putting the house to bed, but there’s something comforting about everything being right in the house after weeks of displacement. I just want to sit in the stillness, in the dark, and appreciate it for a few more minutes.

Progress, not perfection

On Sunday I missed writing a post for Monday. There were many things to accomplish over the weekend and not many hours to do them in.

A sticker depicting an owl reading a book.
A new owly sticker for my lab mug from my house mate.

The point is progress, not perfection.

It’s also honoring the constraints of the day.

And just like that, it was summer

We lingered in the 50s throughout April cold, damp April showers, never once creeping into the 60s, and precious few sunny days. We’ve started seeing the promised May flowers and temperatures in the upper 80s.

Two violet blooms against a grassy backdrop.
Violets in time for Mother’s Day bouquets

Plants are starting to go into the garden spaces. We set up new planter beds up on the deck for herbs, finally replacing the smaller pots we lost in the 2020 August Derecho.

My tennis elbow persists, and it’s time to start the drastic measures. I went for a cortisone shot last week.

My doctor put me on light stretching and no repetitive activity. That takes out both knitting and crocheting, which I find inconvenient. Yarncrafting soothes the artist in my soul.

I need to schedule physical therapy again to continue working on this.

A single yellow dandelion bloom in the grass.
Or, if you’re patient, perhaps your preference is dandelions for wine.

Instead of picking up yarn and my hooks or needles, I’m using this gift of time to focus on building up my writing portfolio.

I’m also enjoying the perennials as they begin to bloom in my front garden. The early daffodils are almost gone, but the late spring daffies have taken their place. They’re blooming in abundance.

A closeup of three white daffodils.
I think this is the most I’ve seen my white daffodils blooming.

Given it’s supposed to be in the 90s on Wednesday and Thursday of this week, I need to enjoy them before the heat gets them.

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