sharpchick_2011: (Cat with lime)
Have not posted in ever so long.

And regretfully, also have not read.

Winter still has her icy fingers around the cottage garden.

So I garden indoors.

My succulent collection has grown a bit.

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For those who want to know, here's what they are...

Left to right

Row 1: Aloe 'Pickled Pink,' Aloe Juvenna, Senecio Rowleyanus 'String of Pearls,' Sedum Morganianum 'Donkey's Tail,' Aloe Ciliaris (did not not when I purchased it at Lowes that it's the fastest growing of the small aloes but I can vouch for that), Sedum Burrito 'Burro's Tail (less likely to be damaged by casual contact than Morganianum)

Row 2: Kalanchoe Tomentosa 'Panda Plant' (kids love to pet this. So do I.), Haworthia reinwardtii var. brevicula (say that three times real fast), Graptoveria Amethorum, Hoya compacta 'Hindu rope plant,' Sansevieria trifasciata 'Black Gold,' Beaucarnea Recurvata 'Ponytail palm'

Row 3: Aloe variegata, Echeveria Perle von Nurnberg (crested), Haworthia fasciata (not to be confused with Haworthia attenuata, which has little nubbies on both sides of the leaves), Rhipsalis 'Mistletoe Cactus,' some of the pots backlit by morning sun, Aloe Crosby's prolific.
The journey is good.

I love playing in the dirt, even when I have to do it inside.
sharpchick_2011: (Romani q of s)
Have recently joined the ranks of the unemployed. I resigned my position with the non-profit where I had worked for slightly less than 25 years.

For the last five years, I've known - and journaled in my leather journal - that it was time to go. Recent changes at the organization that I had hoped would be for the good are, unfortunately, not.

The universe has been sending those prickly little signals since mid-January. The tiny voice in the back of my mind has been saying this does not feel right. I had steadfastly given it 60 days, and 60 more days, hoping for a more settled feeling. I know when all aspects of myself are not integrated, and at a meeting a week and a half ago, I knew it was nut cutting time.

No epiphany, just a strong sense of peace as I committed to leave. I am wrapping up loose ends today, have a plan for financial safety for a few months, and right now, am diving into the things I have wanted to do, but never had the time.

Most of which includes spending a lot of time with dead people...

You can't fight the cycles. There are many sideroads on the journey.
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All these are sundews. None of them need winter dormancy, and if I chanced having them outside, I might lose some of them, although other CP fans do report them handling some sub-freezing temperatures for short periods of time.

I'm trying a terrarium.

I am fascinated with these plants.
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Woke this morning feeling stuffy.

While friends and acquaintances were sniffling, sneezing and snorting their way through the yellow haze of tree pollen weeks ago - we had a mild winter and an early spring this year - I was fine.

Must be the grasses...
No real chance of rain in our immediate forecast. Drought, anyone? Unless we have a really topsy-turvy summer, I feel we will have an early drought (and no, folks...it's not summer yet, it's late spring - check your calendar for the summer solstice. Or better yet. get in tune with nature's cycles...).

I just filled the birdbaths again. I have one on a pedestal for the wee titmice, chickadees and the like, and one on the ground for the doves.

Because doves look so awkward and ill at ease perching on a pedestal bath. They need to drink and bathe, too.

The viburnum is loaded with small berries left from its blooms.

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The birds probably do not care. For the most part, birds live in the moment, taking food and drink where they can find it. If they cannot find it in their own range, they will look farther out.

Seems there are lessons in that...
My four day weekend has been lovely. Productive where it needed to be, and restful where it did not.

It has given me time to look inward, in a season where I customarily am too busy to do much of that.

I've mused about how RSD has changed my life - in large ways and small.

Last night, I dreamed I curled my left hand into a fist. When I woke, my fingers were trying, but no dice...

This morning, pain and burning are about a 5. I just made multiple trips from garden hose with a one gallon pitcher to the bird baths - pedestal bath takes 3 pitchers, ground bath takes five.

Because the effort of unreeling, stretching and re-reeling the hose was just too much energy.

And during those trips back and forth, I realized ~again ~ that RSD has taught me a valuable lesson.

It - whatever it might be at the moment - is going to take as long as it takes.

And in those extra moments, I have time to observe. See and experience things I might otherwise overlook in favor of just getting a thing done.

As one might expect, some of those observations are about me...
The journey is good.

As is looking within...

Namaste.

Cycles...

Oct. 8th, 2011 11:12 am
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Was talking with a friend last evening as we sat on his porch.

Leaves have started falling, even though we aren't seeing a whole lot of color - yet.

The breeze was nice, and as we sat and soaked in nature, some of them swirled to the ground.

He sighed.

Guess it's time to start the raking...

I asked why - the leaves have only begun to fall - the trees are still loaded with them. If you just feel compelled to rake, why not wait until there's really something to rake?

He gave me an incredulous look, and reminded me the lot on which his home sits is full of hardwoods. It doesn't take long for the leaves to get pretty deep, and you need to stay ahead of it.

I said, yeah, I guess you're right...we really need to be able to watch the daily decline of the lawn as it goes dormant and starts looking like just so much dead grass.

He just shook his head and smiled a half smile.
My friend and I are different in many ways.

In this, I feel a little sorry for him that the change of the seasons causes him to sigh about the work it represents instead giving him the simple joy I feel in watching leaves flutter to the ground.

Nature has been taking care of dead leaves for a very long time.

You can't fight the cycles...they go on and on, whether you fight against them or not.
The journey is good.

A few leaves shouldn't be that heavy.

Namaste.
sharpchick_2011: (Cat with lime)
Even though I have handy-dandy Bic lighters all over the place, there are some things for which you just need a kitchen match.

I use Diamond "strike on box" wooden kitchen matches, and a box of 300 lasts me a while.

So when I opened up my new package (of 2 boxes) a few minutes ago, I noticed that the cover on these was different than the last box.

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You can't see it real well in this photo, but the little tiny writing underneath the greenlight logo just tears me up...

Sourced from Responsible Forests

Really?

Do tell...

All this time, I have been under the apparent mis-impression that it was us humans fucking up the ecological equilibrium.

And instead, it was those damned irresponsible forests...
Somehow, I think there will be some karmic consequences for that little ditty.

And I will laugh my ass off.

From where ever I am.
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Last night as I got ready for bed, I went through my usual routine, which includes turning off all lights in the cottage except the tiny little lamp next to the kitchen window.

I got up before the alarm went off this morning to visit the bathroom.

And was surprised when I opened my bedroom door and saw the bathroom light on. There's usually one explanation for that.

I have a dear friend who has gone to the other side who monkeys with the bathroom light to get my attention.

But not usually in the middle of the night.
I guess it's time to write this down.

This is a long one.
Sit back and get comfortable... )
The journey is good.

Namaste.

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