What a bittersweet day, the first day of summer. Today is the longest of the year, I love the sun. But, this is also the beginning of the shortening days, speeding us back to winter with the cold and the dark. Instead of looking at the dark coming, I choose to revel in the beauty around me, to embrace the warmth, relax in the sun. Soon my grandson will be moving in with us, to join my daughter and granddaughter that have been here since last May. I love seeing the kids, but I get tired, desperate for alone time, quiet. It also means that it gets much more difficult for me to carve out time for my personal devotions and rituals.
Speaking of that, I need to go mow the lawn. I actually do a little light meditation during that time, singing devotional songs to the Goddess as I circle around the lawn, sending my intentions and requests for protection of this property off to the universe as I spiral around.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Took my Skipper to the Ithaca Dog Park on Wednesday. It was relatively nice when we left home, raining steadily by the time we got to the park. There were no other pups there for Skipper to play with, but he spent a half hour roaming free, smelling and marking, and several bursts of running at full speed. The Dog Park is huge, my daughter and I were amazed at the size. I can't wait till I have a chance to take him on a nice day when he will have other dogs to play with. Skipper was exhausted, on the way home, instead of supervising my driving, he curled up and slept the whole way.
Monday is the last day of school for my kidlette. I can't believe she's at the end of seventh grade already. She's worked so hard to overcome the disabilities she had. When she was ready to start kindergarten, after 2 years in an interventional preschool program, I was told that she would probably never be able to speak clearly, that she was "educably mentally retarded", with an IQ of 75, and would not be able to be in "normal" classes throughout her school years. At 13, she is a bright, energetic, very social young lady. She maintains a C+ average. She is very articulate, and unless you know the physical signs of FADE (Fetal Alcohol and Drug Effects), you would never know the challenges she has overcome. I am so very proud of her.
Monday is the last day of school for my kidlette. I can't believe she's at the end of seventh grade already. She's worked so hard to overcome the disabilities she had. When she was ready to start kindergarten, after 2 years in an interventional preschool program, I was told that she would probably never be able to speak clearly, that she was "educably mentally retarded", with an IQ of 75, and would not be able to be in "normal" classes throughout her school years. At 13, she is a bright, energetic, very social young lady. She maintains a C+ average. She is very articulate, and unless you know the physical signs of FADE (Fetal Alcohol and Drug Effects), you would never know the challenges she has overcome. I am so very proud of her.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
I'm back
Surgeries are over, and very successful! It's amazing to sleep through the night without my hands feeling like I stuck them in a light socket 2 or 3 times a night.
Summer's here, early. I'm loving it. Going to Camp every weekend, lots of time outside, swimming, and relaxing. What's not to love? Garden's going great, can't wait to taste the fresh veggies. I've already had about 15 people ask if I was making raspberry jam this year (hint, hint). LOL A couple of people even offered to give me canning jars. Well, I've always been confident of my ability to cook well.
Tons of stuff to do, gotta get the laundry cycling, mow the lawn, figure out what to make for supper, do some exercising. Maybe I'll take Skipper for a walk, he loves that.
Summer's here, early. I'm loving it. Going to Camp every weekend, lots of time outside, swimming, and relaxing. What's not to love? Garden's going great, can't wait to taste the fresh veggies. I've already had about 15 people ask if I was making raspberry jam this year (hint, hint). LOL A couple of people even offered to give me canning jars. Well, I've always been confident of my ability to cook well.
Tons of stuff to do, gotta get the laundry cycling, mow the lawn, figure out what to make for supper, do some exercising. Maybe I'll take Skipper for a walk, he loves that.
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