Only 53 Days Until SPRING....

So they say only 53 days until spring, although winter is still here, I am so happy we were not hit like last year. The most we've had at one time is 3 maybe 4 inches. Who can complain..I can...every year a man and his truck is suppose to clear my driveway...this year it seems to be little old me. Then again I don't mind it's good for the body...right...as 5 trucks with snow shovels on the front... sat at the light and just watched me...thanks guys..next time I'll wear a sign hey help here. After all they say men are problem solvers and not mind readers.

After I finished the driveway I took a walk around the back by the woods...oh it was so beautiful.

The pine trees all filled with fresh white snow the weather not to cold...it just felt good.

I marveled at whatever this tall weed is...really...I need to find out I should know by now. Smothered in ice and fresh snow it's just seemed in need of attention.

As did this grape vine that appeared to being weeping as if to say where is spring.

And of course my lavender...hold on girls I said out loud, as they are in the direction of the cold wind.

And then it happened as I was walking further back to the woods something just didn't feel right...I took one look down and there is was my leggings inside out...not to mention they were light weight summer jeggings as they call them.

So in my inside out twisted jeggings I plopped down and made my first snow angel of the winter. Needless to say...my jeggings were soaked. And I had a blast! Do you know how hard it is to get up without destroying a work of art in the snow. I managed thinking how on earth did I do this has a child...oh well.

back to the house around the corner a broken tree branch just looked so beautiful as it glittered in the light...I snapped a photo. Isn't it amazing!

Needless to say I had a good time...as the old saying goes "if you can't beat winter join it" and that's what I did...let my child out to play in the snow. Try it sometime it's really refreshing all the way around.

Winter Knitting

Winter, Photographed....

in black....

and white....

my favorite photographs ever Black and White!

Today I decided I've been sitting way too much, bundled up and took a long walk. With all the things going on in my life lately, something hit me the other day and said no more...this is it, it's your time...time to get rid of eating all the junk because a situation has me feeling a bit trapped, get up girl I said, this is another challenge you've been her before, you can do this...I decided no more...it's really time for me personally, my body, health both physical and mental. So with that said, I've been working this week on eating healthier. I've tried this many times in the past with out succeeding but this time feels different...it feels like the day I stood in that storage unit when I as homeless, heard the song by Kenny Loggins,  this is it, song on the radio. The line that says "no one can tell you for you know, you make the choice of how it goes." And with that said, I knew it was my time, time to choose me. My walk which started out with just a bit of snow on the ground an hour later I was walking in a stunning land of white, I felt like I was walking into a photograph. The flakes were medium, falling everywhere making it hard to see, within a second I just stopped, stood there surrounded by snow and woods, tree limbs painted by nature in a brilliant white, ground covered in a bed of white, undisturbed and magical. I looked up and said, " thank you God, for this gorgeous earth, this beautiful winter day filled with snow, thank you, for the experience of the seasons that so many don't get to see, I am grateful. How did you know I needed this today and with that I smiled. Now I'm home writing to you my readers, and when done, my knitting continues as the scarf is half way done. 

Many Blessings to everyone, enjoy the day where ever you may be!

A little something for You.....

Merry Christmas......Merry Christmas....Merry Christmas......

to YOU! And may all your Christmas's be WHITE!

Have a very safe and blessed Christmas to all who visit my blog! Thank You.

Little White Lies....

Hello to all on this snowy day, the wind is howling, blowing snow like a snow globe turned upside down, across the field. Mother nature seems to be letting us know it's Winter a bit earlier this year. I fear this is just the tip of what's to come after her gracious two year break in the snowy cold weather. My lavender plants are buried in a perfect layer of white and the pine trees dressed so neatly, no one could of done it any better...the beauty of nature. She tells us the truth always...she does what she's going to do despite what we think, it's her task, her land, she is to care. As I sit here typing I'm watching Christmas shows,  the warmth of the season, festive colorful tables, the subtle lights that sparkle like fairies, and gatherings of friends and family. Fairies, tales of tiny ones lighting the way as they fly in the night, the myths of so many wonderful images we live in and believe, they make our hearts warm and comfort us in there fantasy take us away from our daily life. I understand the myths, the stories written in books, put to film, let us know exactly that...they are myths. I sat this morning as all the Christmas shows, and shoppers fill the season I had a question, one that I have ponder for many years. Out of all the species God has put on this earth, humans are the only species that tell little white lies, as we call them. Somehow if they're little white lies they're not so terribly wrong or are they? I think of my oldest grand son, Brennan, who is 10, a year ago he discovered by accident Santa did not exist. He ask his dad, why did you lie to me, you said lying was something I shouldn't do because people get hurt, and lies you can't hide because the truth come out.  His father replied, it's part of what Christmas is all about began to try and explain. Then Brennan said, I thought Christmas was about the birth of baby Jesus, and with that he said, dad, Jesus wasn't born on Christmas Day, I googled and it's not the truth, so why do you lie to me? My son called me and said how do I answer this mom. I simply said, be honest, talk to him tell him what you know and speak from the heart. Why do we... think it's okay, okay to say Santa is real, the Easter Bunny exist, there is a tooth fairy, yet it seems the only truth of a Holiday we tell is that of Thanksgiving.  Are little white lies really any different then a lie itself? And if we think they are, is it okay? Think back in your life about the tooth fairy, Santa, the Easter  bunny and how do you feel? For me the white lies are over, the children are grown, I ask myself, would I do it the same if I had a chance to do it over, would I tell them the truth. I can only say this, I have a long time friend, Kim, who is a Jehovah Witness it does not bother me...it was her choice and  not mine to question. As I watched her kids grow over the years along side of mine...I have noticed a difference, one that I can not explain only one you would have to see for yourself. Her children live in the real world, the world as it really exist. I can not say they do not lie... I do not know...but what I do know... they don't question as many things concerning there surroundings and the world in aging.... like those of us who have been told those little white lies. So yes, I would do it different...I would have told my children the truth...but that's just me. I would have told them Santa is like a fairy, he is a character in a story, a character that simply makes the story more interesting and colorful with his Ho, Ho, Ho.

With that said, I hope your day is a good one, you're finding warmth, and the visits of family heartfelt, along with many blessings, as this Holiday Season counts down to it's final days. 

Thank you once again for taking time to stop in and read my blog :0)

How I Love it....

Good Morning dear readers....it's been a bit of winter this week and I am loving it, the look of  little fairy lights twinkling as the snow falls. The first few bouts of snow, always so exhilarating especially this time of year as it sets the tone for the Holidays. The UPS man made a few deliveries yesterday, I've been a bit self indulging this year, treating myself to a few little things, patiently waiting for my new camera to arrive. It's not like me to treat myself, its been awhile since I have been in the festive mood. My experiences as an empty nester changes, evolves as the years go by, and does brings many different feelings this time of year. I find myself thinking of others, who are like me, living alone. Holidays are the hardest for us, I watch the Holiday TV shows, the Christmas commercials, all the family gatherings, the warmth of friends, the festive decorating, baking and cooking. I find myself thinking of my own family, dusting off the memories in my mind that have been tucked away. Thinking of my children and there bright eyed faces in Christmas past, baking holiday cookies, decorating the tree, and gifts staked under for Christmas morning. All faded now, distant memories...it's funny how fast time seems to go, yet at the same time there doesn't seem to be enough. This is the only time of year that seems to remind many of us, that we are alone. Making the best of it until it passes each year, it's all that any of us can do. I do miss the decorating inside and although I don't, I manage to take it outside and for me it's soothing. I also did a bit of blocking last night, finally finished the little hat with ear flaps for the new grand baby. Last night my daughter called me to tell me something I was not to know, until it arrived. Said she had baby Will's first photograph taken in the little Owl Sack and Hat I knitted in a soft gray. She was so excited. Said, mom the photographs of Will in the owl sack and hat are so adorable, I just couldn't keep the surprise, and that's not like me. Said she had ordered a special photograph for me. I can't wait to see and share it with you. It's the first time she has been excited about anything I have knitted. Then again this is the first year I've really dabbled and have delighted in knitting. I am learning so much about knitting I just can't seem to put the needles down. It's been a lot of trial and error but well worth it all, especially the finishing and blocking. How I just seem to love it all!