Merrily Onward

Prometheus-One — weza777: ❥❥

So…

The picture on my main blog page….taken by me.. was part of my..”once upon a time” garden.

I still miss that house..and then…

I take a breath…

And don’t.

I have a lovely Jasmine making its own mark upon my heart these days…and new roses have thrived here at…

THE BUNGALOW

Yep….a baker’s dozen of months, since the unexpected…unrehearsed move….into a home that we did not want to buy…but did….

Yes..I have continued living..

even though..we both fell off the world we knew…

We realized..we had to leave…to find our way

Well..once awakened…it’s all a horrible relief anyway…..but I digress…

With every moment consciously pressing to the sight of myself…I balanced my smile better……..

I got into the rhythm of acceptance…I stopped carrying sad words….

And replaced them with the now common phrase that echoes daily in our home….still….

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME NOW..”

I said it so much that for my birthday this year..

My hubs had a license plate made for me….yep

“RUKDNME”

He has a sick and contagious humor…..

On May 27th this year, we started prepping our bungalow, for the exterior painting….and finally…on June 29th we were ready to put paint to roller and brushes..and begin..

This coming Sunday..we will be taking the final pictures of the completed works..where again we are reminded..why we both love to dance together…

We took a day, this past weekend..to NOT paint and drove to our local fruit barn and took Miss Beans..our Mini Whippet girl… in her stroller and we bought fruit and nuts..and fish food..to feed the Koi in their pond…Miss Beans loves the fish..

She will be 6 in November and she grew up feeding these fish every spring and summer…

They come right up to the shore and Miss Beans talks to them..little whisper barking..and tail wagging..

She was 8 weeks old..when she first met them… time does go merrily by…

Yes…we drove past the old house..that day too….for the first time since… the move….

We got to the house and my glorious garden…was gone….completely taken away as if it never existed..and bare dirt was left,…nothing growing..nothing thriving….and the house seemed sad…there was no rose garden for the birds to gather in…the emptiness was deafening

I have a picture, from 2014…as I was coming down my stairway..of a perfect rose bud…peaking through the top window at the entry..

I took a picture of its blooming..every day..each morning, with the sunrise…and then….one day..it became whole and gloriously happy….

It bloomed whole..the day we learned my hubs was cancer free….

Deep breath..a lot of life happened..at that house..

it was a glorious summer that year….

Letting go is always an awakening within itself…

We got back to THE BUNGALOW…… gloriously grateful…to be

Home…….

gypsies live here!

The Weight of Wonder

via GIPHY

“Wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table. Even a tiny fleck of it stops time.” 
― Diane Ackerman

In the paradise of our minds….if we deprive magic….wonder…wanes

Each day..is a new masterpiece..revealed in the mystery we entertain…

“Observe the wonders as they occur around you.
Don’t claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.”

 Kahlil Gibran

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