Pause.
Appreciate.
Drama swirls.
Remembering this ... again.
Trying to infuse it into my bones this morning.
I so miss posting here on my blog. I simply don't have the extra energy. Surgerys (minor). Chemo. Doctor visits and visits and visits. Packing. Bankers, lawyers, CPAs, real estate agents, mortgage lenders, endless emails.
So much got squeezed out of our charmed life ... to build the next chapter, the next season, the next adventure.
Thus, the mantra:
Life is good.
Life is good.
Life is good.
Our first three morning glory blossoms popped open this week.
Some birds and some ponds. And some birds on the pond.
There are three ponds at Golden Gardens. This is a small part of the main / largest pond. Folks do fish here, but it's shallow and too reedy for swimming.
On my second day at Golden Gardens Park I photographed these flowers in bloom
Poppies
The cottonwood trees are in full shed mode. This fluff is the size of a tennis ball.
I thought this was a young thistle. But Professor Google says it's red clover. Quite purple and quite pretty. Thistle heads are spherical. This has more of a cone shape.
Flax. These delicate flowers are about the size of my thumbnail.
I had the opportunity to stop by Golden Gardens Park twice this week. I was reminded how good it is for my soul to take a walk around the ponds.
For the first time since Dale's cancer diagnosis in January, I've had the urge to do some seasonal decorating. Past Valentine's Day (one of my favorites!), past St. Patrick's Day, past Easter, past Dale's birthday.
This week I followed an urge. It was just a niggle, but I went with it to see where it led.
The summer decorations are up.
Welcome back, Margaret.
Our life seems driven by a series of doctor visits. Today, it was the cardiologist's turn.
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Dale and I are sprucing up our home's exterior this year. After laying down a fresh layer of mulch on the yard, and power-washing all the concrete, we moved on to lighting.
We added new post-top solar lights, bringing a soft glow to the fence we share with our neighbor.
Then we added lights lining our driveway and the path to our front door.
I took Tuesday and Wednesday off work around the house to make strides toward a couple of my 26 in 2026 Goals. I put a puzzle together while starting to binge listen to the podcast The Best People.
This is a small puzzle, only 350 pieces and a finished size of 12" x 20". It's small in size but has an enormous impact!
I loved having pen pals when I was a kid. Receiving a letter in the mail was a highlight, so I started the tradition with the next generation.
It's been a while since my older two grandkids and I exchanged letters. Yesterday I remedied that lapse. I made each of them a card with their favorite animals.
Melody's
Melody's
Wow. This is the first puzzle I've done in three months. That's fairly unusual for me, but understandable considering how distracted Dale and I have been.
My problem? I have a pegboard over my Studio worktable which holds some of my frequently-used sewing and craft tools. I'd hung it on the wall with some Command Wire Toggle Hooks, which worked well for a number of years. But last year, the adhesive failed and I wasn't sure how I wanted to re-hang the pegboard.
Then I learned about these double-headed picture hangers. Best described as fancy push pins, they're great for hanging light framed pieces on the wall. They leave a very small hole behind. (Rather renter friendly, I'd say). The bottom "head" is flat and lies flush against the wall. The top head is spaced about 1/4 inch above. This way your frame can rest on the post between the two heads.
I highly doubt this is a new invention, but I only learned about it a month ago.
As I decluttered the sock box in my closet, I came across this pillow/sachet gift.
Jodie and Kenny received some much needed rest and recouperation while I had a couple hours with Abby at their neighborhood park. This little two year old is such a joy!
On our walk to the park, she named the colors of each flower we walked by.
She took quite a bit of time following a bee who was flying from dandelion to dandelion. She'd bend w-a-y over and remind herself, "Don't touch!" even though she kept reaching out.
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We played on slides and the rock wall and the ladder and the twirling pole and the bouncing bug. We counted holes in the play structure's platform. We went from tree to tree, finding big sticks. She paraded around with the stick that was even taller than she is.
But her favorite thing to do at the park is to play in the sandbox. I helped her form a forest of sticks ... which she counted as she pulled them out and tossed them.