It seems to be a same ol’ same ol’. I wonder how many are feeling that kind of overwhelming “normal” day shift. This may give some of us the kind of feeling other people have when they are forced to adapt to life on a monotonous sort of routine such as this with no end in sight. What a downer kind of thinking on my part. ‘Nuf of that.
Here we go with the photo challenge for May 11. The theme was “working here”. The recycle pick up truck was going by at an opportune time so I got a few shots of their work.This is one of those days I seem to be searching for somewhere to put my focus. The bulletin is done, well almost, just a couple of things I am waiting for.
It seems there must some people who still have over flowing schedules. At this point that seems more inviting than nothing on the horizon. But then it’s like the difference between a hot summer and a cold winter. As we go though one, we wish for the other. Of course all of this prattle of mine doesn’t include front liners of which I have one in my family, as a matter of fact there has been at least one, usually three or four at a time, for my whole life. This is a combination senior moment and moment seemingly on the edge of inanity (just kidding...I think). Forgive me....I am going to try to move on for today.
I thought about making some dinner rolls from scratch but it is getting a little late in the day for the two hours or so that it takes for the dough to rise before it is ready to bake. I should start that a little earlier in the day.
We had a young cousin stop by for a front porch visit last night. That was a welcomed respite. I am counting on being able to visit my great grand baby as soon as possible. I am missing all of those moments of growing that only come once in a life time. Thankfully his mom shares a short video of something new in his life a day or so. That is added to my memory bank and gives a thought of a sweet hug that’s waiting for both of us. I have two others, near by, that I would like to visit too. And yet two more that I am not sure when I will get to know them again.
The word today is fountain. That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles, Washington Irving. Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if thou wilt ever dig, Marcus Aurelius. Talent is full of thoughts, Genius is thought. Talent is a cistern, Genius a fountain, Edwin Percy Whipple. There is a fountain inside you. Don't walk around with an empty bucket, Rumi. If we learn to love the earth, we will find labyrinths, gardens, fountains and precious jewels! A whole new world will open itself to us. We will discover what it means to be truly alive, Teresa of Avila. When the heart is full of joy, it always allows its joy to escape. It is like the fountain in the marketplace; whenever it is full it runs away in streams, and so soon as it ceases to overflow, you may be quite sure that it has ceased to be full. The only full heart is the overflowing heart, Charles Spurgeon. Friendship is the medicine for all misfortune; but ingratitude dries up the fountain of all goodness, Cardinal Richelieu. A mother's love! O holy, boundless thing! Fountain whose waters never cease to spring! Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington. A cultivated mind is one to which the fountains of knowledge have been opened, and which has been taught, in any tolerable degree, to exercise its faculties, John Stuart Mill. When we talk of leaving our childhood behind us, we might as well say that the river flowing onward to the sea had left the fountain behind, Anna Brownell Jameson.
Here is yet another way someone tried to beat the boredom of being isolated. This article is about a young girl, 11 years old, who tried to get through the boredom. She made the template for a tic tac toe game to be attached to the inside of the family mail box. The article said everyone knows how important it is where you put the first X. So she took extra time with that part. She taped the newly made game in the mail box. She was playing tic tac toe with the mail carrier. She had put her first game in the mail box on April 30 with a note that said “O=you, X=me, she also left a pen. The first day the mail carrier didn’t realize it was for her. So she didn’t put a mark. On the next day the family was in the driveway and asked her to put her O. She says that now every day that stop brightens her day. The 11 year old won the first round. She taped it on the outside of the mail box for all to see and started the next one.
I am having left overs for dinner tonight, meat load and mashed potatoes.
Joy
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