I bought these pink and white roses from the 99 Cent Store last month. It confused me when I first saw their blooms from the corner of my eye. There are two white and two pink plants in one pot. At $1.99 it was a bargain! The ninety-nine cent terra cotta pot fits it perfectly.
I reused my daughter’s pink sequined coin purse to plant up some baby spider plants. I’m hoping to display them in my entryway this spring.
All in all, a lovely Saturday in my garden.
“When life gives you / hospital beds, / turn those / sunlit windows / into your / inner balconies / instead.” Christy Bharath meditates on life in India, post-surgery.
via When life gives you hospital beds, find your inner balconies — Discover
For me, the trick is to just begin. Life is perfect the way it is. I needn’t worry about making it perfect. That’s what I now believe.
It’s taken me my entire life to understand and create that mindfulness in my life. But that’s the past. Now I just start.
One of my colleagues thinks birds are frightening and an evil omen. Her mother went so far as to keep all bird images on notepads, etc. out of their home.
This was a different mindset from mine. I love to listen to birds. Their songs and calls compose some of the best music in this universe. I enjoy watching them hopping around and flying in the sky.
I photographed the four handmade wooden birds in my header one day, then sent the photo to my dear friend. We talked of strength, family, creativity, individuality and freedom. She saw the image as a header online.
Last month, I manifested a vision, sparked by our conversation, as I started this blog. All by myself. The only help I had was one of my teenagers saying, “Use WordPress. Search it up.”
Now I’m trying to post and share. Of course that means I’m going to make mistakes. As I tell my students, that’s how we learn!
Join me as I take flight and soar! Stay and stretch your mindset. Grow.
Continue reading “Birds”
I feel successful. I published my first blog post. Then I edited it three times. My glasses were dirty and I didn’t catch the typos. But now I have a blog.
Even more, I have a place to stretch…to grow and to document that growth. It feels invigorating to stretch my wings and sing.
Today is a good day. Even better…I’ve learned how to schedule, and reschedule, a post.