~thankful thursday~ the helpers

Into the isolation room she would hustle when the morphine drip beeped its “downstream occlusion” alarm, proclaiming, “it’s the song of my people!” And would joke along with us about how Nancy was just trying to get us to change the subject. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ the helpers

~summer shorts~ butterfly shadows

I was grateful for this little reminder of the butterfly effect of gratitude, grateful also for the visual reminder that we may be tattered and beat up, but we should keep going, that there is still beauty in our surviving, that there is still sweetness to drink in. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ butterfly shadows

~black and white wednesday~ feather light

“Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of a dark black night” ~Paul McCartney . . . → Read More: ~black and white wednesday~ feather light

~thankful thursday~ trilliums are red violet, shop towels are blue

I started drawing butterflies on my hexaflexagon, so that when I fold it, they can trade wings, change directions of their flight, and reunite their wings in cycles. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ trilliums are red violet, shop towels are blue

~thankful thursday~ gratitude garland

True, the angle of the sun this time of year increases the length of the shadows. But it also means there are afternoon sun rays beamed at just the right angle to produce a rainbow in the spider web, something that would not be the case in the height of summer. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ gratitude garland

~thankful thursday~ butterfly effect

The tree-filtered sunlight projected the smiley faces drawn on the frosty bus windows across the gray seat backs, and they danced and smiled and stretched larger as we drove along. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ butterfly effect

~thankful thursday~ shadows and butterflies

It may take more years of this practice before I can truly feel thankful for darkness, or the meltdown it initiates in me. Simmering in my slow cooker today, I’m grateful for memories of summer, excellent walks with my husband, and butterflies. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ shadows and butterflies