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Friday’s Five

A friend bearing freshly caught fish (to stock my freezer) who drops in and doesn’t care that I have laundry in piles on the sofa. She sits admidst t-shirts and towels and socks and talks and laughs.

A friend who has been on her first plane flight and first travel abroad adventure. We meet to catch up, look at her travel photos, revel in the enlightenment that travel brings. 

A friend who finally allows me to help her with a small request next week. The grace of that. 

A friend who is suffering from the physical pain cancer inflicts. Knowing I can do nothing but pray. Knowing that’s all she wants from me. 

A friend who asks me to share what I know about journal keeping to a group of writers/teachers. Sharing with them and watching the light bulb come on for them. 

Tonight’s five: friendship.

I’m only skimming the surface here, but these women have added a depth to my life that I treasure. Sometimes, like tonight, I think about friendship and how it starts, how it evolves. How it surprises and awes and  touches us. How when we make efforts to maintain relationships,  amazing gifts come forth. 


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Friday’s Five

Hummingbirds

Gridded index cards

Full gas tanks

Cell phone cameras

And #5, a random happening. A lady at the post office was walking out and announced: Here. I’m leaving the rest of these stamps. I don’t send mail.

And I surely did take them as soon as she set them down. Free stamps? Not send mail? What in the world?! 

Just all kind of goodness everywhere. Look! 


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Friday’s Five

A new red wagon, a prior generation tricycle, a hand-it-down/pass-it-on bouncy horse. All these things litter the landscape of my yard these days. Beautiful litter. 

A spider I named Lucy. Spiders are easier to name when they are outside on their own turf. She’s set up house on the edge of last year’s wood pile. I’m interested to see if she stays.

Little hands helping me fill all of the bird feeders. This is serious work, folks. And the reward of watching an almost two year old jump with joy at a filled feeder…well. 

A special acquisition today: an art acquaintance posted a picture of an easel her artist dad built by hand. He’s passed on and  she is downsizing, so the easel was for sale. I’m sure I’ll post a pic of it here one day. I’m very honored to give it a new home here under the outside art space I’ve created. 

Seeing an 8 month old’s eyes follow everywhere her daddy (my son) goes. Watching her little hands flail with joy at his nearness. Hearing her sister call Daddy and hearing in that single  word all of the love and safety and goodness she feels. 

So much good. So much more than good. 


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Friday’s Five

The joys keep multiplying this week. I’ve been vacationing in New Mexico for the past several days. The beauty is breathtaking. The scenes–spectacular. Here are five special joys from the past week, in pictures. Street artists who let you buy affordable art, Georgia O’Keefe’s “special mountain”, teachers extraordinaire Elizabeth Bunsen and Orly Alverini, a street singer in Taos, and a working pallet from the artist Umi in Santa Fe . All inspiring. All reminders of opportunities and relationships and connections. I hope you find the awe in everyday. It’s everywhere.  


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Santa Fe meanderings

Today’s impressions…

freedom

gratefulness

awe

joy

wonder

beauty

kindnesses

good vibes

I stood in an area of Canton Road and touched a $27,000 statue of Ghandi. I received a text from my son where are you now and that was so cool because I had just thought of him that same second. I need to send him a pic of this. And there he was, virtually with me. 

Coincidences. Connections. Whatever you label it, it was cool. 


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Busy Bees

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The bees were abundant on Mother’s Day 2017 in Albuquerque, NM. 

Beautiful sunny day. 

Decided it’s time to write even on my travel days. I struggle with this. I’ll pack journals with the best of intentions and then bring them home empty or with only a few notes scribbled. Ephemera tucked in pages as a reminder. 

So, this blog is my accountability page. 

I’m hoping to capture at least a couple of moments from these days of NM travel and art experiences. Come join me…