Sometimes I think he's at school... or at work... or off to band practice... or at a game.  And it feels all right that he's gone, and then I remember, and it still feels all right ( Read more... )

It's raining tonight.

The soft hiss of water on the pavement, the spatter on the windows, and the coolness through the house. The sky was a riot of fluffy clouds, shadows, and curtains of water being blown in from over the mountains.

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It's been odd, this last week.

Since about Monday, after I'd finished turning everything over to the team, I've been getting back to my life.

( And it's been a mixed bag... )

It was raining, the slow, fine ever present rain that goes with a sky occluded by white. The overcast and drizzle were familiar to me, as comfortable and present as my own breath. I was carefully watching the shadow of the edge of a running blade, using the shadow's intersect with its caster as my way of knowing when I'd hit my mark.

( Life, getting ready to run/fly/get out of here, and knitting... )

A lot of my life I still can't really write about in public, and that's okay.

rasetsunyo reminded me of just writing about being grateful on a regular basis, and that reminded me of my original incarnation of this journal, which was just a daily writing of what happened, and trying to think it through and be grateful for the good things each day ( Read more... )

Had a really straightforward day today. I mostly dug weeds out of the raised beds in the garden, shopped at the local farmer's market, planted my last four tomato plants, and went swimming with the boys. The spice of the day was making clay pot rice for lunch for Jet and I, it was simple enough now that I have an actual clay pot to cook it in and ( Read more... )

My child is far more responsible than I am. I think.

This afternoon, when he was mowing the lawn, he told me, "Mom, you should really plant the tomato plants. You keep saying you should, so you might as well do it."

So I did.

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I hope everyone who got to celebrate it had a wonderful Memorial Day.

( We had a pretty busy day... )

I've earned a new habit this winter. Walking in the cold ( Read more... )

It's been busy. And it's been very nice to keep catching what life's been throwing at us, along with some really good luck.

( A little about Las Vegas, I helped Jet's class go to the Science Museum while John changed out all our kitchen counters for granite for far less money than I thought possible, I get a new greenhouse, I knit two new creations, the garden is going gangbusters, Jet buys a typewriter from a rummage sale for his homework, the boys and I readied the bee boxes for bees, I learned how to painlessly catch bees, and Jet and I build a Ponyo Putt-Putt boat from an aluminum can. )