I should be sleeping.
That thought kept running through my head in the early morning hours.
I listened to several meditation podcasts before I finally dropped off.
This morning, I don’t feel rested. I feel anxious and on edge.
Tomorrow is Election Day in the USA.
Yet, I know it will not be over regardless of who is elected president.
I hope my fellow Americans, regardless of political persuasion, will do the right thing.
We have so much work to do together.
Near my house is a private school with a playing field made of turf.
Neither the field nor the playground are locked up which is nice for the neighborhood. I enjoy walking by and seeing children playing on the outdoor equipment or older kids practicing fall sports.
At the entrance to the playing field is a sign that reads that dogs are prohibited on the field.
This morning as I walked by I was amazed to see a middle-aged woman allowing her two Golden Retrievers to play on the field. One was an adult and one was an older puppy.
I stopped. I was flabbergasted that an adult would ignore the posted sign. I have seen young teenagers flaunting the rules around my neighborhood. But to see this behavior in an adult left me speechless.
I just stood and watched. Finally, she packed up her dogs and left.
This is a big deal to me. I have lived in neighborhoods where the school playgrounds were fenced and locked which prevented the nei ghborhood children from playing on the fields or the equipment.
I would hate to see our neighborhood children deprived of this playground and field.
Kind words heal and help,
cutting words wound and maim.
Sculpture in stainless steel and glass.
Artist Sharon Warman Agnor
I have asthma. Breathing can be a problem for me.
I don’t like wearing a mask. I miss hugging my friends and family.
Yet, I don’t want to get COVID 19 nor do I want to transmit COVID 19.
The decision is simple.
I am an adult. I wear a mask. I stay 6 feet away from others.
What’s so hard about that?
Smooth to the touch.
Soothing and pleasing to the eye.
Most of my days are pretty peaceful.
They are predictable especially now during the pandemic.
My house stays clean and tidy because there are so few visitors.
That’s all coming to an end around mid-September. Continue reading “The end of my sanity”
What is better than a lazy brunch? *
My special friend makes all my favorites from creamy scrambled eggs, crisp bacon to lox and bagels. There are healthy servings of roasted or grilled vegetables, fresh fruit and to top it off, a chocolate croissant sometimes served with ice cream! Needless to say, it is my main meal of the day.
Fresh flowers, a wonderful view and soft music playing.
Dining with my friend makes me slow down and count my blessings.
Even in the time COVID 19.
Especially in the time of COVID 19.
*Not having to prepare or clean up afterwards is the icing on the cake! (I do have food on my brain!)
In addition to running the world this morning, I found time to roast vegetables.
My line up included carrots, brussel sprouts, asparagus, beets (both red and yellow), red bell peppers, and eggplant.
I love roasted vegetables and snack on them right out of the oven.
I sometimes place a melange of cooked vegetables on a plate, grate parmesan cheese on top and pop in the microwave or under the broiler to melt the cheese. One of my favorite meals!
Or, I toast some hearty, dark bread and spread with hummus or avocado and then top with roasted vegetables. On top of that I grate some Parmesan cheese and melt it.
Always the cheese! I buy the large wedge from Costco. I tell myself that Parmesan cheese is OK as it is not a fatty cheese.
Kudos to my Mother whose gardening skills kept our table and freezer full of vegetables all year long.
Every evening, I bring in the nine cushions from my outdoor furniture.
It doesn’t take very long to bring them in and stack them on my dining room floor.
In the morning I take them out again so that I can enjoy my patio furniture during the day.
This is something new that I’ve started after prowlers began to visit in our neighborhood. I have a video clip of one guy pawing through my pillows and smelling them.
I don’t like bringing them in. Continue reading “Good ol’ Herbie”