Sunday, March 25, 2018

Blessy

Today I hereby coin a new word: blessy.

A friend emailed me describing the last six months of her life as "the whole blessed/messy process."


Difficult tasks got done, slowly, or fairly quickly, depending on one's point of view.  Godspeed.


The sadness of letting go of two family members was balanced by the contentment of having cared for them as well as possible in their last years.


It was a blessed time; it was a difficult and messy time.


Blessy.  


Thank you to a different friend, Barbra Graber for finding and sending me this photo.


Saturday, March 24, 2018

Poppies! Persistent...


The humblest and happiest flower on earth is the California poppy.

It can grow in the driest dirt, in the smallest crack.  All is needs is one good rainstorm and it's sprouting.  

We've had a very dry winter in 2017-2018.  The abundance of last year is not happening... "but still she persisted."