Please excuse the potty references but it is a dog diary…..and funny.
At this time of harvest, gratitude has been frequently on my mind. I saw this picture and smiled warmly.
The picture and quote are from a site I follow on facebook called Practicing the Presence through Mind and Meditation.
Breathing in I Feel Gratitude
Breathing out I Give Thanks
Breathing in I Feel Joyful
Breathing out I Celebrate
~ Thich Nhat Hanh
Part of the fun of a new home is to see what comes up and blooms as the seasons change. This butterfly bush just grew and grew until it was above the window..now it pushing at the roof overhang. It is very popular with the bees, butterflies and even a few hummingbirds. Nature keeps me amused.
The plans for my new front planting area include an environment pleasing to butterflies and bees. Now that the warm weather has come, the bees already living there woke up. Yellow jackets!!!!!!!!! I am so fortunate I was not stung as I cut and trimmed the bushes. Life is funny……
My new favorite place is the Asheville Arboretum from which many pictures will come. Iciscles formed by recent ice becoming water and following gravity. One hour later they were all gone like they had never been at all.
Next is a picture of the front drive and I must find out about these wonderful red stick bushes. Wonder what they will look like when real spring arrives. The Tea Viburnum is already lifting pink bud toward the sky. So what does this have to do with snow-globes? In a book I am reading (The Blue Shoe / Anne Lamont) she described the february weather as being like living in a snow-globe. Sunny, warm, calm and lovely and then someone shakes it and there is snow and ice again. Seemed like a good description of the recent weather.
Ten days until my house move. A chaos of boxes in every room. My body is sore and my mind bordering an full-blown crazy. My dear Bella dog keeps looking to me for support and she misses our wonderful walks. I sat quietly and meditated on what advice would I give someone else. The answer was clear – get out of the house, go for a walk!
The Point Lookout Trail is here in Black Mountain and goes through private land into the National Forest. When I got home, I felt like I had been on vacation. I give good advice.
Jakeprinters Sunday Post : Architecture This reminded me immediately of pictures I received from a friend just returning to the US from Turkey. Not meaning to be fatalistic but the greatest building will one day also be ruins.