Such a busy week with appointments daily
and it is so nice to be home this weekend.
An old clothes and simple meal kind of days.
A little help this morning between the on and off rain.
Yard work and seldom have anyone take my trash off,
8 bags and Chris took them to the dumpsters in the truck.
Chris went to school with my Jamie and has been helping me on and off
for many years, Times I moved, special projects and now that he not working
with winter tobacco or painting
he is available for a couple of hours a week.
Need the yard work help, cutting grass and always something else needs tending too.
Callie, watches and always memories of - just stopping at the shelter to take a look and the manager
shares that a little dog just came in, owners left town and left it chained to a tree, take a look
at her, well, she stole my heart, they cut the chain off of her neck, she jumped in my truck
and I brought her to my just built cottage by the woods.
It took a while for her to bond with me as she had been neglected, but it happened.
She loves it when family visits, gets so excited and my youngest grand daughter's spoil her.
After losing several dogs over the years I vowed never to really bond with a dog again, well it did
not happen, Callie never takes her eyes off of me and when I am outside she is always near.
I love to read and it has been sadly neglected.
Tomorrow the N.Y. Times arrives and at this time by my chair
Food For The Heart
collected teachings of Ajahn Chah
Snow in the Summer
by Sayadaw U Jokika
This one many years a favorite
and always learn something new.
Plan on making tomorrow a reading day
Just received Mary Oliver's
"Storage" and could relate to this poem as I have moved many times...
When I moved from one house to another
there were many things I had no room for..
What does one do? I rented a storage space.
And filled it. Years passed.
Occasionally I went there and looked in,
but nothing happened, not a single twinge
of the heart.
As I grew older the things I cared about grew fewer,
but were more important. So one day I undid the lock
and called the trash man he took everything.
I felt like the little donkey when his burden is finally lifted
Things ! Burn them!
Make a beautiful fire!
More room in your heart for love,
for the trees!
For the birds who own nothing--the reason they can fly......